It's time to excavate The Trunk, in preparation for a weekend of decking the halls.
That's it until Rob and Catrionagh get home from the school later this afternoon. In the meantime, I shall have a go at photographing the other half of my inventory that I told everyone last weekend would be available on the website later this week. Good intentions. Apart from finishing up one custom order, so far this week, I have disected owl pellets with the Grade 2 class, attended several Very Important Meetings, walked the boy several kilometres to school and back through deep snow and skied twice (briefly) because Rob threatened to revoke my season's pass privileges if I didn't get out more this year. Also, when it looks like this,
staying home leaves one in serious danger of losing all credibility as a Whistler local. (I kid you not, it actually matters, especially when building a name as a Whistler Artist. It's bad enough that I'm not a professional snowboarder.) Plus it doesn't suck.
Oh, and I managed a bit on the doesn't-really-count-as-a-WIP in the evening:
Paused at the underarm, one cuff complete. I am loving this sweater, and the shaping adds a serious dose of femininity to an otherwise bold and bulky design.