Pink Giotto

After going back upstairs and fiddling with the camera, Sam brought me this:



there you go! Isn't that pretty. And SO quick, too -- it's some ungodly thing like 11 stitches to 4 inches, which is less than three stitches to the inch! Ha! Lots of fun. Impressed the hell out of Sam, who's gotten used to sweaters that take months to finish.

And let's see if the shininess -- the subtle glitz -- of the "Giotto" shows up here --



There you go! Thanks, Sam!

Now, back to those tiny little stitches I'm working on both "Margaret Tudor" and the vintage cardi.

I've got green tomato pies in the oven. Bless the colleague who brings green tomatoes to us every year. We'll fry some of them -- they'll be very nice with pork chops tomorrow -- but I make a lot of them into pies.

One could have green tomatoes all during the summer, as one could just pick the tomatoes before they got ripe, but one never does. One waits till fall, and then eats them all at once.

This is a ritual.

It was that sort of day. We had the creating of the gingerbread haunted house, we ate pomegranate seeds, we worked on the head of Medusa, we messed around with green tomatoes, we took pictures of a nice spring pullover...

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