This baby sweater with a zip up the back reminds me of one I had for Al and Zach. I took photos of it at my LYS.
I don't think I'll be making one anytime soon, but miracles do happen!
Last night, My mother knew me!
Her dementia is pronounced, but she said to me
I. Know. You. Kathleen!
Small marvelous miracle.
I am rounding the corner and heading for home with my shrug.
This usually means I'll make a big mistake in my haste to FINISH.
Let's hope not. So far I've loved the whole thing: pattern, needles, yarn and process.
Can you believe that machine got to Pluto today?
There's a miracle !
Oh and a teeny tiny perhaps baby hummingbird came to our flowers last night.
They are sporadic here this summer at best.
He went to the "Deadist" bucket of flowers we have
as Fireman said.
Oh and friend and blog reader Lynn who adopted two of my foster kittens a few years ago, just adopted a new torti girl.
She's a tiny one and she's darling.
Kady Is her name now.
Tiny miracles...we'll take them here at Irisheyes.
How about you?
Any tiny miracles you want to share?