My first box of yarn has arrived in the mail. There is something magical about sitting there with that light, wonderful taped box in your lap. A box full of dreams; the first of many I’m positive. You carefully open it and pull out a glorious array of soft cuddly yarn.

You hold all the colours and arrange them next to the princess, just to see how they look.

She looks at you with distain in her lovely brown eyes . . . .”Knit, already! It’s not getting any warmer out here!”