Would you look at that beautiful baby Lizard Ridge blankie? Doesn't it deserve to sewn up and given to baby Astrid? That poor little bean is probably shivering in the cold New England air right now. What kind of knitter can't put together a little nine-square blanket? I ask you!
These questions and more are the kinds of thoughts that have led me to sign up for Ann and Kay's Slogalong. Here's a description:
Joyous, meditative knitting? Or soul-sucking death march? Yes!
I hope to be