I swear, I didn't know what to do with myself last night. No more Downton Abbey. I know that it isn't like I didn't have a nine-month hiatus between seasons every year anyway, but this year, knowing I had watched the last made it more poignant and depressing.
Downton was so knit-friendly. Lots of dialogue in crisp British accents, with little action to miss while I glanced down at my hands. Lots of eye candy of costumes and scenery, but nothing that prevented knitting. And the era somehow made me want to knit yards of lace so I could look as sophisticated as the Countess of Grantham. Downton will be missed, but it nice to know that I can still visit on DVD.
Today, it is all about the melancholy.
6 months ago
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