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The boys wore the pair of nearly identical hats I just made for them out of Schoeller-Stahl Limbo color #2573, Ireland, a quick and fun knit in a DK superwash wool on #3 dpns, winging the pattern as I went. I was finishing knitting R's that day on the drive to the lake. Each hat used almost one entire 50 gram ball.
Lest you think I'm focusing too much on the boys and my knitting on Papa's Day, I cast on a pair of socks for him while in the canoe on the lake out of a similar colorway, Regia Strato #5741, and the same work of his that was published here is now featured in the editor's pick for Home of the Month in the August 2006 issue of Log Home Living magazine. The article won't necessarily bring him any new work but it certainly is nice for him to see his work in print.
There were some sleepy boys on the way home, and later a good, basic dinner of fresh cutthroat trout with brown rice with our favorite Mirror Pond pale ale.