Nascent yarn bomber on the loose, y’all. Spending the night in Quito con mi madre and a bowl of crappy room service pasta carbonara, with visions of my first yarn bombs dancing in my head.
In the fullness of time I may have to make knitted nudibranchs a recurring theme in my tags, along with other marine life, but for now, whatever comes to mind will do, I suppose. If I can leave a few tags behind on the Galapagos Islands, I will post photos of them forthwith, or thereabouts.
I’ll eventually spruce up this here blog environment, but plain vanilla will have to suffice for now, as I lack the time to fool with it at the moment. Cheers!
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