GONE, GONE, GONE

Yesterday, Memorial Day, weather wise was so georgeous. Birds were singing, leaves blowing, kids playing,
lake water waving, just a wonderful day, so I decided to sit outside
in the gazebo and knit.

This is as far as I got on my RPM socks when I dropped one of my new 6" size 1 1/2 Crystal Palace DPN's.
It went down in the crack of the slatted flooring.
Bummer. That's almost as bad as your dog chewing it up.
Now I guess I'll just finish up using only 4 needles, it's not my preference, but oh well.
That’s life. Ant it.