The Knitting Fiend

 

I can ride a bike
because my father taught me
a long time ago.

 

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Yesterday, Dad’s neighbor phoned my sister, telling her that Dad had been rushed to Sarasota Memorial Hospital as a result of profuse bleeding after a colonoscopy. The neighbor was quite frantic and said she thought he was going to die.

After several calls, the nice man in ER walked the phone over to my Dad and let me speak to him! Dad sounded tired and weak, but in good spirits. He tells me he’ll be out on Friday. ( I’m betting he’ll be out Sunday.)

Anyway, it was all pretty scary. Heck, it’s still scary!

I have a giant stash.
It’s full of wonderful yarn:
all single skeins.

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Anny Blatt has wonderful yarns. Why do so many of their intarsia patterns seem to be “solving” the problems of using up huge numbers of single skeins of yarn. (I wonder why they switched to stripes on the sleeves? Oh well. . .)

From Anny Blatt, 2002.

On very hot days
my neck is often quite cold
so I cover it up.

 
This is from Maggie Jackson book 14 “The Nautical Look”. Do not ask me what is nautical about a combination dickey/shrug.