And it was waiting in the grass, waiting to pounce on me! Okay, maybe not. I mean, it was hiding in the grass, but probably had no intention of pouncing. I wonder why something that flies around at night it so strikingly colored?
I'd show you a picture of the blue sweater, but it pretty much looks just like the picture a few posts down. I knit almost all the way to the shoulders, and then decided to make some changes. I hope the yarn doesn't start to get discouraged. "Yea! Almost there!" "Wait, now its back to the yarn ball."