The other day the wind was chilly! I got to thinking about a little boy, 4,500 miles away and so I got out my knitting needles and some bright, pumpkin coloured wool.
I started to knit and the knitting began to grow…
The needles were sharp, just like the wind. They flew on the breeze as the leaves began to come down.
With my tape measure I measured, yes that’s coming on…
The pattern had told me just where to cast on…
I looked at the end result with a puzzled frown. Something is missing? I know a fringe must hang down.
Something to tickle a dear little face with smiles and giggles all over the place…
As the clock ticked, the winds blew; a cat slept in the room
…and a certain little somebody is going to get a parcel in the mail soon!
A Grandad is someone who has silver in his hair and gold in his heart!
Very seasonal. Dylan will love it, I’m sure!
I like the rhyming captions… and the photograph is terrific. Dylan will be delighted with his new scarf.
I hope so. What pleases me most is that Dylan will have a parcel of his very own to open. That must be exciting for a child, even a little one like him. I hope he is at home when the parcel arrives.
This is wonderful! Do you think a photo can be taken of the look on his face when he opens it? 😀
I love your new spooky theme!
I’d like to do that Dianne but I’m not sure if it will be possible. I’ll ask my son if he’ll do it on his phone. I’d like to see it too.
What a beautiful color! And of course we all want to see pics of Dylan wearing it.
Your tomato soup in the next post sounds delicious. I always make a cream of tomato but I’ll have to try your recipe.
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