On Saturday Maria celebrated another year of being a wife, mother and knitter in the sisterhood of Soundview Stitchers.
Her husband snuck into class early and surprised her (and us) with a big delicious cake. He's a wonderful and very nice man! Here they are with their little angel, Mia (I call her "Mia, Mia, cupcake eater", but she was a cake eater on Saturday).
And just in case Dried Flowers isn't feeling duly punished, I got some Malabrigo Lace in Peach Tree to wave in it's yarny face:
And la piece de resistance: meet the new Dianna!
Schaefer Trenna lace weight in Willa Cather.
Revenge against an inanimate object is sweet, but only a crazy person goes after a skein of yarn with such gusto.
(If Dried Flowers ever becomes anything, I'm going to have to take it to church first because the bad mojo in that yarn is gonna hurt somebody! Yikes!)