who knew my elbows were so sharp?

I've had "put elbow patches on most favorite sweater" on my to-do list forever. I'd noticed that the threads were wearing thin. And after getting it back from the cleaners last week, I pulled it on, my most coziest sweater, to feel a bit of a draft at the elbow. Yes, 'twas too true. My elbow was poking straight through.



But this is a sweater to be saved. Must save it! Must darn it, mend it, patch it, clean it, and meticulously de-fuzz it because it is the sweater most special. Wonderfully warm but not bulky, lovely creamy color, given to me by my auntie. I wear this sweater all winter long.

You knitters out there would probably be horrified by my darning job. (Is that even the right terminology? To darn is to mend a knitted piece?) I just kind of tugged the endy bits of the frayed yarn and tied them together in a knot. Then I covered it with a nice cushy wool patch. Because apparently I've got some mean sharp elbows.