Faun with Knitting

Thanks to a rolicking head cold, the simple tunic is coming along nicely. The Gedfrida cotton / microfibre blend (which I substituted for the recommended cashmere/silk) is shaping up very well - firm and evenly textured, soft to the touch. My DS graciously consented to test it.

Speaking of Liam, I was knitting to the happy strains of Aaron Copeland's Appalachian Spring yesterday afternoon, when he flew into the living room stark naked to perform a frenzied and rather primal dance. Perhaps because Mr. Tumnus is fresh in my mind, I thought that with his impish blue eyes and wild blond curls, he needed only cloven hoofs and a pair of tiny horns to be the very image of a young faun. His unselfconscious joy was truly breathtaking.