Meanwhile, there's something I've been wanting to show you. It's a gift from my California knitting friends. We met every Saturday for years - it must be 7 or so. I miss them terribly. But they sent me away with some knitted love. I had no idea they were doing this gorgeous thing.
I have always loved this pattern (it's Lizard Ridge from the brilliant Laura Aylor), but never had time to knit it. So my knit group, led by my dear and brilliant project managing friend Anne, made this afghan for me, including a square all the way from Texas from The Tiny Tyrant herself (her move preceded mine). And when I came into knitting group and said my time's up, they put it together for me, and Carol crocheted the edging. That week was such a frenzy of packing - because we realized we had to go before Mr. Romi's surgery; there would be no time afterwards. And yes - there's a long story, but it will have to wait until later for a full telling. After we moved, we came right back and stayed at my friend Sheri's wonderful vacation rental in the Alexander Valley so that Mr. Romi could have his shoulder repaired. (Anyone traveling to the wine country needs to stay there). It gave us, and especially poor Mr. Romi, a place that felt safe and home-y in the middle of a wrenching period of time. And when the boys and I got back from leaving Mr. Romi at Kaiser and hitting Trader Joe's, there was a box on the dining room table. "What's that?" I asked #1 Son. He gave me a look - a nice one - and said "it's from the Knotty Knitters." I opened it; out came this incredibly beautiful piece of work. And I cried.
So today, when the afternoon light was just perfect, I wanted to take some nice pictures of the blanket to show you all. I got one.
Okay. You're adorable, Otto.
He looks at the blanket as quite his own.
I know this is gratuitous, but I can't resist.
Because he's just so stinking cute.
Is there a problem?
Sigh. Off to wrap up in