Yo. Bison.

I got me some Buffalo Gold from far, far away!... Australia to be exact, from my friend Mandie. It's another post altogether, one I can't do justice to at 1:30am on Saturday morning.

So.. Introducing my bison version of the Heartland Lace Shawl, which I am knitting specifically to enter into the Calgary Stampede this summer. It's going well so far. I've already frogged 1/2 of chart 2 because I saw a missing y/o. So, all's well, right?



And we'll say goodbye for now, to:

Fiddlehead mittens (I so love you, mittens, but you have to wait for a little while); they are all silky, alpaca'ish goodness. Soft like you would not believe.



And, Fugly Mo, who i really have fallen in some kind of sick love with. Looks like a fuzzy, moldy stingray, huh?



I am so serious about the Heartland that alas, even SHE WHO SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS is in brief hybernation (a small dark picture for your confusion). Ah... knitting. She's a harsh mistress at times.



Clearly I need to go to bed. I'm getting punchy.

OH.. Hela should have been ready today. I'm so going to that seamstress tomorrow to grab my sweater back.