That Didn't Last Long

Sometime soon I will take a break, really, but I can't resist the opportunity to do a post with actual knitting content. Before I get to that, however, in the life's-little-ironies department: I decided a couple of weeks ago what my Z would be and that I would post it on the last day of the year. Ever since we arrived at Ellen's I've been trying to get a picture of a sleeping dog to go with all the sleeping-cat pix I already had. I didn't think it would be hard, since there are three dogs and all of them like to curl up and snuggle, but every time I got the camera near them they would perk up and look at me alertly.


This was the scene that greeted me this morning. Apparently the dogs held New Year's Eve revels of their own while no humans were looking.



I finally finished Miro and gave it to my niece G, who seems quite taken with it, judging from the fact that she hasn't taken it off since I gave it to her six hours ago. (Technically G is Grant's niece, but I'm happy to claim as a relative anyone who accepts knitted gifts so graciously.)


And I've started a new scarf for Miss B. The pattern is my best approximation of one we saw in the LYS; it's not exactly right, but it's close.