Tink, tink, tink....

...the sound of a sweater slowly disappearing on a winter's night. Tink is knit spelled backwards, and is what you have to do when you realize there is not enough yarn left to make the doodads on the edges of the sweater. That pile of curly yarn will grow until I've pulled out enough stitches to make the necessary pieces for the borders. Someday there will be a picture of me wearing the sweater. But we'll all be a little older then, and maybe wiser.