My brother called on my birthday. My nephew and his wife’s baby was born the day before. Drat! He missed by one day. I’m so very happy for the new parents and grandparents. They have been waiting so long. Now, I can make a proper label for his quilt. And knit lots of stuff, of course.
Baby socks from leftovers. They probably won’t stay on his feet because it is silk and bamboo yarn.
A boldly striped sweater that won’t fit until he’s two. He will, however, be easy to find.
A don’t have much in the way of baby patterns, so I’ve been pouring through my books and magazines. I can’t find what I have in mind, which doesn’t surprise me. I may have to wing it, but some guidelines would be helpful.
Now, there’s hardly any leaves left. I can’t stand it.
It was only in the mid fifties when we went for our walk today. I guess Autumn is finally here. Can Winter be far behind? At least I have plenty of warm socks. I was looking at my sock yarn this morning, trying to decide which one to use next. I have also been looking at shawl patterns to use the lace weight yarn I bought at Knitter’s Nest. It was hard to drag myself back to the baby socks. I finished one sock of the third pair of baby socks. I finished cutting all the pieces for the small quilt and started sewing. Can I get any more boring?
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 