Clearly my commitments to the kidsilk haze lace scarf, the Starmore sweater (Irish Moss, in a charcoal merino), and a couple of deadline projects, mean nothing to me at all. Oh Durrow, how sweet your siren call! Oh well, what else was I going to do with all that Ballybrae in the stash? Casting on with it was like coming home.
Posted by Ken Allen at November 8, 2005 8:12 AM