I'm having one of those moments. After a night of fever and chills, and making the always difficult decision to call in sick to work (it really torments me to do that) I envisioned a day in bed with chicken noodle soup and knitting. That blasted knitting. I am on the second to last square of my mitred 64 square baby blanket, and damned if I can't pick up the stitches without leaving a hole in the corner. Four times. I might need to heed the warning on this Honduran airport sign, and forget the "kinitting" needles:
Maybe it's time again to step away from the knitting and break out the crochet hook to tackle the likes of Babette. For today anyway.
UPDATE: I couldn't stay away for too long. Did you know that Alan Dart is selling many of his patterns by download for under $5. Oh, at 8cms tall, I must knit these guys' little brother:


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