Here it is: The completed Dala Horse. I have made some loud sweaters in my life, but this has to be in the top ten for loudest. Total Riot. Here's the back:
Just in case there weren't enough different motifs on it I threw in a monogram, too. I maybe need to look into the concept of moderation. But not today. I love those horsies.
I also finished retooling the manuscript, which only took a week longer than scheduled. I have a whole new shock of gray hair from it. The difficulty of creating words is only surpassed by the difficulty of re-creating them. I have a whole new respect for movie directors. It's tough to watch something you struggled to create hit the cutting room floor.
So today I am luxuriating in the possibilities for what to work on next. I could get started on a swell matching set of father and son vests I have planned. I have not been told whether or not they are getting published yet, though, so jumping the gun could jinx me, if Murphy's Law has any say in it. There are a number of UFOs I'm neglecting, for all the reasons everybody neglects UFOs, namely that they kinda suck. If anybody knows a way to more kindly reassess a UFO, I'd love to hear it. I feel bad for having fallen out of love with them. Just not bad enough to pick them up again. I have a swell new pile of Peace Fleece sitting here, which has been whispering to me that it's destined for the last cozy sweater of this winter. By that I mean that my optimism for Spring is eventually going to take hold and lead me away from heavy cables and their brethren. If I want to do any hard core snuggling under a heap of the warm stuff, now, rather than August, would be the time. Send me your votes, will ya? Cotton vests or Woolly cables. Your advice is deeply appreciated.