I’m back in Dublin (I travelled overnight, and crocheted along the way – I’ve brought my orange cotton, and the book I got last time I was over here, Irish Crochet Lace by Eithne d’Arcy)
and Luna came along and met some of the teddies who first travelled with me.
Then, when they’d given her their seal of approval, she met the rest of the home gang:
Clockwise from left, these are Scottie Terry, Monkey, Dog, Big Bear, Luna, Teddy, Don and Puppy. (No, I wasn’t very creative in my naming practices when I was very little. Scottie Terry, Don (from Oxford) and obviously Luna are more recent friends.)
Luna even got a horseback ride. (Once upon a time, my mother knitted the saddle blanket.)
Have I mentioned before that my mother is still wonderful, even though she doesn’t knit for my toys anymore? She is:
I’ve been wanting to play with some self-striping sock yarn (I hadn’t even told her so) and she’s got me three balls, which should be plenty to experiment with. She also got me this beautiful oiled flint stone, which feels great in the hands.