You take the lampshade off the lamp in your hotel room to have enough light to knit by.
A project fallen to the floor becomes a cat toy.
Happiness is a stack of just knit dishcloths.
Leftovers are for the birds-
…you come across a field housing oodles of new lambs and you get all giddy and goofy. This one was bouncing across to its mum and too fast to catch with my camera. It was bouncing straight up! Tiny little bleats. Wobbly legs. Awww.
There’s a crochet hook in your car’s cup holder.