Longtime readers will remember when my sweet nephew O was born, I made him a hat and mittens. When I arrived in California, I was pleased to see the mittens are still in use; or were, until the tiny strand of yarn that had been holding things together finally gave out.
While mending knitting is one of my least favorite tasks, I cheerfully took on the job, because my darling niece's wee hands cannot be cold.
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