Today, I finished weaving in the ends on this:
Gave it a bath (yay machine washable), and let it soak up some delicous smelling autumn wind.
And, as soon as it stops smelling like a wet sheep, it will be packed up to snuggle a baby I wish I could hug myself. Long distance hugging through wool. That's what knitting's all about, right?
Knitting around here has slowed to a snail's pace. (But not those yucky Florida snails, thank you very much.)
A few stitches here, a few stitches there...
...it's slowly adding up.
A big test can result in a knitting jag.
And a knitting jag can result in a lot of knitting.
Which means I now have a lot of finishing to do.
But first... maybe a little more knitting.
