I smell like a soggy sheep

... mostly because I finished fulling my tricorn and now it's blocking and drying on my head. I wrote a little song to my hat. Would you like to hear it? Of course you would.

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Thank you for your wool!
Knitting, purling,
Three skeins, fulled.

Thanks, folks. I'm here 'til Thursday.

Anyway, here's what it ended up looking like ...



Before a trip through the dryer.


After the dryer.


It is difficult to take good photos of yourself, by the by. (Check out all of the Build-A-Bears in the background — they all belong to my roommates. "You put the life into it!")