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The Best Gift

I think the best gift I have ever given to my sis is the scarf I knitted for her (at her request).  


Why is this the best gift?  Two reasons...
a.) It's a pretty awesome scarf (she says proudly as she pats herself on the back literally and figuratively).  And
b.) My ever-so-talented sis took up knitting because of it (or so I would like to think.  She did start AFTER I gave her this).

Anyways, I have already been the recipient of one of her gorgeous creations and now Little Miss M has an original Tita J creation as well.  Check out what my talented sis from across the oceans created with her magical knitting needles...


Wait a minute - what's this?


A little summtin' summtin' that took this beauty to extra special...


Thanks Tita J!!!


And, there was another little surprise in the parcel that my sis sent, made by a talented blogger that I "met" through blogland.  Hi Irina - Look what we've got!!!

 

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  1. Oh wow...you got it! I was so excited when your sister came to meet me at the fair...she was actually the first person to buys something (big) and I loved the idea that something that I've made will end up all the way in Australia...I am so meeting your sis for some knitting tips...love the jumper for your little one...

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