As it turns out, I was not dead! My computer and camera were, though. Funny thing, that. It makes it hard to blog.

Didn’t make it hard to knit, though. Since we last spoke, I wrote some patterns, made some sweaters, ripped out some more-different sweaters, revisted the hell out of Francis, and went on a mighty sock binge.

And I moved to Sacramento! I now live within biking distance of The Governator’s office and the yarn store which shall not be named. Also within biking distance I encountered three gentlemen clad in awesome hats, as shown above. Hand-knit! By the Nepalese neighbor of the be-frogged fellow. He is the proprieter of a Nepalese import business, and these hats and others will be on display at an event this Saturdy at Beatnik Studios.

But the frog hat, alas, is the only one of its kind. Perhaps because of the crocheted eyes.