Yarn!

I went out and bought yarn to finish my green and yellow sweater this weekend, but while I didn’t have that to work on, I frogged my blue cardigan with red scallops. I cast on to start that cardigan over, but it will have to wait until I finish my crocheted sweater. When I was getting yarn to finish my sweater, I also picked up some yarn that isn’t shown here for a secret project. I went from having nothing to work on to having too many options!

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Does anyone else have this problem when they’re taking blog pictures? My sister’s dog Bjorn came to see what I was doing, and I ended up taking more pictures of him than my yarn.

10 Responses to “Yarn!”

  1. Tanya says:

    Yes! I love taking pictures of animals!

    Looking forward to the finished crochet piece.

  2. On one hand it is sad that you ripped a sweater, but happily you can make it better, fast, stronger, than it ever was before.

    I have a big ball of yarn I intend to do that with.

  3. Audry says:

    Gosh, Bjorn looks like he could be related to my dog. They have the same fuzzy blonde hair and face shape.

  4. Julie says:

    Some pets just love having their photo taken! what a cutie. His nose is the colour of chocolate milk!

  5. Kitty Rose says:

    I have a similar problem but it’s my 1 year old. He likes to come and see what I’m photographing. He looks so cute that I end up taking more photos of him than of my crochet and yarn. :) I have now designated him my official photography assistant. :)

  6. Cecilia says:

    Awww he’s so photogenic though!
    I have to say I was sad to see that sweater frogged, but at least it can have a re-do. It’s a great concept, and will look amazing when finished.

  7. Hehe, he’s so cute! I like his nose.

  8. Erin Kate says:

    When life hands you lemons. . . ? Great shots !

  9. Jacey says:

    Yes, pets love to help, don’t they?? Can’t wait to see the crocheted finish!

  10. Eileen says:

    At first, I thought Bjorn WAS a ball of yarn – lol
    Whenever I sit on the sofa to knit, my loverboy, Kovu, jumps up on the couch to bump my hand hand so that I’ll pet him. He continues to do that until I finally get tired of being distracted and put him outside. Seriously, that is the only way I can ever accomplish anything.

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