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Hawai'i was amazing even without the knitting. The colors and the smell of flowers are overwhelming.
Then there was the mad dash for Christmas presents and a last second toilet installation before we met my parents in Paris. Never underestimate the power of multiple toilets to soothe even the most savage of holiday family events.
Paris was lovely, as usual. We trudged through the cold wet snow with the expectant smiles of an Arctic expedition on it's first day. At the end of each day we were tearing through piles of food and pyramids of shopping bags. I managed a quick yarn stop, but no knitting.
Christmas morning was spent in the shadow of the 15 ft. Sequoia my husband slayed. We celebrated a very memorable Christmas in the shade of it's magical shadow. Santa was very understanding of my fiber needs. He'd been checking to see if I was naughty or nice and discovered that all I've really done this year is chase a two year old around the house with a pair of pants in one hand and a baby tucked under my arm. Santa really came up with the goods. There were mountains of yarn, a knitters loom, and a surprise gift.
I am learning the art of Kumihimo, that and chasing babies.
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What is Kumihimo????
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