To infinity and beyond

Today's post with springtime handknit socks repurposed for fall is at Toxophily.

Archer wrote a poem on a sticky note and left it on our front picture window this morning. He's fascinated by the idea that integers ("the counting numbers," as it's put in his schoolbooks) go on and on forever.

The 123s

I'm 1, 2, 3, you know.
I will not have 0.
I will have no stop!