A Noro Cowl and Sweet Sixteen hundreth

When I was knitting up this Noro cowl last night my eyes were very irritated. I think all the little fibers that make this yarn so soft looking and magical, snuck up my nose and into my eyes. Fireman laughed and said, "Why did someone so allergic to wool take up knitting?" You should have seen my eyeballs when I cast off. Suffice to say there will not be any more of this Noro knitting around my house.

I only had the one skien of it, so a quick cowl was the only answer for me. Although from the looks of the tears last night, you'd think I would have just given the stuff away. When we cried growing up, my father would always say, "I'll give you something to cry about!" Did you parents say that?

I am still working on my leftover sock yarn cowl/scarf. I realized knitting this leftover project up, that a little ball of leftovers goes a really long way when you want to use it up. The same amount of yarn would make you just short of something else.. you know? Yarn is funny that way; we all know yarn has a mind of its own.

Next up: Simply Ginny Sock knitting while Chicken Pot Pie cooks up in the crock pot.....oh and this is my 1600th post since my blog began. Happy Sweet sixteen! Thanks for making this so much fun
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