It was a wonderful weekend at the knitting retreat. We all agreed that what happens at the cabin stays at the cabin, so suffice it to say that knitting was knitted, we supped on delicious food and fine wine, set the world to rights, and laughed our bleeps off. Personnel present for Sunday morning wool worship:
From the bottom all the way to the top:
And voila it becomes a don-able cardigan:
That's one of the magical mystery things about knitting. You don't know exactly what kind of garment it's going to be until you cast off.