No photo yet of the red Olympic sweater… it’s too unwieldy to auto-photograph right now. But it wasn’t done by the end of the Olympics.
It’s my own fault, too. I found this heathered purple baby alpaca and heard it crying, "Lacy scarf! baaa! Lacy scarf!" and I had to fulfill its destiny. So that’s going on, too. I say, it’s busy around here.