I bought these two years ago at a gift shop in Pennsylvania, The Gallery at Cedar Hollow. As I recall it was a fantastic shop, filled with lots of great items. When you pull the string, their arms and legs go up and out. It’s comical although for some reason it borders on the naughty when she does it. Something about the way her skirt hangs with those crazy legs sticking out. The pictures I took do not do justice to the craftsmanship involved.
I just previewed this post and my God, these pictures really do suck! and my camera has no battery left, so I can’t retake them at the moment.
The knitting is getting closer to being exciting. Cara has decided that my recent bout of bloggy lethargy and general bitchiness is a case of small gauge. I suppose I should remind you all that I decided to knit this endless stockinette pullover on size 5’s. And just about everyone agreed that that was the better swatch. I should also remind you all that I am a large size woman. This is a shit load of fabric I am knitting! so yeah, I’m cranky about it.
But there is a ray of hope! Last night’s knitting brought me within eyesight of the metaphorical bend in the metaphorical knitting road …… I am on the second sleeve and have only three inches to go! Once this happens, I will join the sleeves to the body. Yes, this will make a tremendous round of knitting – however there will be the raglan shaping decreases along with the v-neck decreases! I can almost feel the metaphorical wind in my face as I ride my metaphorical knitting sled down that hill. It will be like eating a York Peppermint Patty.