Saturday Morning Knitting

The Norwegian mittens I made for my husband almost a decade ago may now be beyond repair. Each new mend reveals a new weakness.

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Last year new mittens were knit, replacements. This time, the white replaced by a pale yellow wool. A stunning choice. A lovely pair, until the right one went missing last week. Luckily enough wool was left over and safely waiting in the stash.

 

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