Since then, I've started school, separated from my husband, and moved me and three of my kids out on our own. Here's the view from my balcony:
You can see two of my gnomes; two more are to the left of the picture, but that side of the view is mostly wall and Whataburger. It's funny how moving has a way of helping you find old projects you misplaced in the daily chaos; that's how I found the pink kimono. My last memory of this project was that I had somehow messed it up again; the picture in my head was all those bobbins tangled together. Turns out, I made more progress than I remember; I'd already cast on the sleeves and compensated for having forgotten to do a color change at the ends of the sleeves when I cast them on:
It's wider than it looks; the needle wire isn't long enough to stretch the thing out to its full width. I am also going to make a kimono using a size-altered version of this pattern for my best friend; I do not plan to finish this one first because my poor friend would be waiting until retirement. Hers, however, will not have color changes; we have a variegated yarn she bought long ago that is perfect for this pattern. Thus, no color-changing bobbins! Yay!
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