Project

November 07, 2016

Project

I found a long, pointy knit hat in the living room.

Mom sidled over and plucked a library book from her knitting/sewing/odds-and-ends/magazines/junkpile table.  She opened to a “Winter Hats for Gnomes” page.  

“I knit these for the kids,” she said, showing me the book and two more hats.  She’d used thick, gorgeously-saturated Malabrigo yarns from Uruguay, dyed in red, green and blue.  

“Cute,” I said.

Petra had already told Mom to stop knitting for her kids (4, 4 and 2), since they had refused to wear her nice but slightly itchy creations.




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