Sunday, September 9, 2012
Moments before Urban Aran is Frogged
Woke up this morning and climbed out of bed. There is a crispness in the air today and it just feels right...for a day of knitting in front of the fire. I've had an epiphany. Just this morning. I love yarn. I love all yarn. Please dismiss the "Not-Haute List".
If someone handed me a ball of rope and two widdled branches from the tree outside my window, I'd be grateful. And I would knit. Everybody out there making, spinning, dying, importing yarn in all shapes, colors, all forms of composition...Keep doing what you're doing.
Here is Todd (toddler), no longer Baby, all dressed up in his Easter best...
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