Turns out my camera cable was in my camera bag (go figure!), the absolute last place I would look. Unlocking my pictures from the camera prison was a liberating feeling, though I realized far too late that when a knitter takes pictures near a window at night, that knitter should wear pants.
My blocking system for the noro scarf was pretty cool, thanks.
For a knitter who usually just steam-presses stuff, this is pretty involved for me. Again, I wasn't terribly impressed by the way it didn't soften up completely, but I worry I'm being picky.Don't forget the requisite blogger-in-the-bathroom-mirror pic.
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