The squirrels around here beg like dogs. Probably because we feed them peanuts to keep them out of our birdseed. This one was literally 18 inches from my face when I took the picture.

It’s going to be a looong day. Abigail was up at 5:30, Liv was up at 6:30, and Veronica, who is normally asleep until after 9, was up at 6:45.

Did I miss something? Is it Christmas?

I haven’t swatched any argyle yet, because I was distracted by the koigu.

Speaking of…. this may have already made it around Blogland, but since I haven’t been around Blogland much myself, I don’t really know.

Someone from my Yahoo group linked cashmere koigu. Can you imagine? Quite frankly, being mostly unfamiliar with cashmere, I can’t. But I want to.

So, Koigu. Abigail coerced me into turning one of my beautiful new skeins of koigu into fingerless mitts for an eight year old (herself).