Groundhog Day

I have started a pair of mitts for Doug. His current pair have become worn -- to the point of having holes in the thumbs. Right where he grips the ski poles. To keep the peace, I have started. And ripped. And started. And ripped. Just could not find a fair isle pattern that I liked. Why fair isle? Well, these are 100% wool and will felt a bit. And consequently, be warmer.

Doug visited the Pickering Library today to retrieve a library book for Carrie. While there, he emptied the shelves of knitting books. Yippee! And in that veritable treasure trove, what do I see but a graph for a houndstooth fair isle. Well, duh! Why didn't I think of that?! So now it's onward and upward.

Have joined the Great Sock Adventure at the Delphi Knit-n-Chat forum. They cast on yesterday and today knit down to the heel flap. Tomorrow is Turn-The-Heel-Day. I just have a little bit of catching up to do.

And in other news -- in honour of Groundshog Day, Henry filled in for the groundhog. What did he see?

Ever so faintly, he saw his shadow. So that means another 6 weeks of winter. Of course, if he hadn't seen the shadow, winter would last about a month and a half. Go figure.