one winter day

Recently recovered from what I *swear* was fever and ague (except for the malaria part), I was working on Jesse's felted clog slippers, which I have beaten and boiled mercilessly to get them to felt down to size. They've felted excellently, but are still too big. Last ditch effort: take scissors to them for a remodel. Just might work. Will keep you posted.

Scott was warping a second-hand loom, using freebie yarn from a kind fiber fanatic, happy in a sunbeam, wearing his favorite handknit hat on his follicularly-challenged noggin. :-)

And Leah was giddy about her newest Swirls hat (what is this, the 4th or 5th, maybe?). I love seeing her chubby little 10-year-old fingers in this pic, with fingernails kept short for ukulele playing! Her knitting belies her age.

Enliven, Enrich, Enjoy! banner in our stairwell, a burst of cheerful color in a cozy woodstove-heated home, comfortable and content when everything outside is stark white/gray and frozen solid.