The girls and I left the house this morning to go to the farmer's market, and there was a wee package waiting on the doorstep. When we got back, I examined it more closely.
Hmmmm....
What do we have here?
Stitches South? Jealous (eleventy million).
Is it? Could it be?
Oooooooo!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Thank you so much J (has this been a week of my referring to you, hasn't it?). I need to scour all the dead skin off my hands before I start in on these, but they are gorgeous and the perfect colors and I can't wait to spin them up. Mwah!
Hmmmm....
What do we have here?
Stitches South? Jealous (eleventy million).
Is it? Could it be?
Oooooooo!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Thank you so much J (has this been a week of my referring to you, hasn't it?). I need to scour all the dead skin off my hands before I start in on these, but they are gorgeous and the perfect colors and I can't wait to spin them up. Mwah!
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