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Yarn Along and a giveaway

Confession time. I never thought about taking the memory card out of the camera and loading the pictures onto our old laptop that has been chugging slowly along while we have moved halfway around the world. But I did today and guess what? I have knitting pictures!

Tomorrow, our internet is supposed to be hooked up. I am really, really looking forward to the moment when I don't have to work off of my phone's hotspot. It is rather slow and unreliable.



 The scarf thing I finished while I was still in the US at my parent's house. I had bought the yarn on sale and never could find a project for it. I have never been into wearing scarves, but I must admit I like it a lot. Every time we go for a walk in our little village, everyone seems to be wearing a scarf, so I fit right in. That is very unusual! I am sure my little American brood and I stand out as foreigners in every other way!


 Next is a surprise knit for someone I know, who may or may not read this little old blog on occasion. I will not tell what this is going to become, but I love the color and the feel of the yarn. It is mostly cotton and so soft, and I just wanted you to see the pretty yarn I picked.


Finally, for the giveaway! I knit this little newborn cap with earflaps with some yarn of unknown origin that happened to be in the bottom of my knitting bag. I made more dishcloths than I care to admit while I was living in the hotel and wanted to knit something cute. This little cap was fun and quick and I want someone to have it that can use it. So, leave a comment if you want to be in on the drawing. I will announce the winner on Monday morning, German time.

As for reading, I read Willa Cather's 'The Song of the Lark'. I much prefer 'My Antonia'. I just didn't care for Thea, the main character. She had all these lovely people in her life who helped her and she never seemed to me to appreciate what she had. I downloaded some Chesterton onto my Kindle app, so one of his books will be up next. Also, for Lent, I am reading 'Bringing Home Lent with St. Therese of Lisieux' by Donna-Marie Cooper O'Boyle. We have not read it every day with all the illness going through the house, but it is a lovely reflection for Lent for the whole family.

As always, I am linking up with Ginny.


Comments

  1. Love your scarf! I never wore scarves for fashion until this year, and with it being so cold this year, it was a great time to start. Now my neck feels cold without one!

    How nice that you are giving away a baby hat. I wish I had one to put one on!

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  2. All the people I know having babies are having BOYS...but that hat is adorable. Your knitting is amazing. YOU are amazing.

    I'm with Barbara, I wish I had a baby to put that beautiful hat on too.

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  3. Oh that scarf is gorgeous!! I was SO hoping you were giving IT away. ;) Lol, whatever, I'd keep it forever if I was you. =)

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