All I knit is fishes. The baby sweater stalled when I got my big new bag of fishy yarn. At this point I am so familiar with the pattern that fish just spring from my hands. I like to stack them up when I finish several of the same color. Dan caught me petting them. It's definitely addiction.
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Fish food for thought:
"I think fish is nice, but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?"
-Douglas Adams
the same thing happened to me with minitures... what is the world coming to...
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