I remembered that deep in the dark recesses of Emma's closet was a sweater similar to this one that I could cut the sleeves off of and make it work, as she hadn't found it, nor worn it for years.
So, Em found it and gave it to me, (not knowing what I had in mind for it.) As I began to hack off the sleeves, Emma walked in, and in true Emma fashion said, "So, I see you are taking my favorite sweater and trashing it!" Umm...yes? Maybe "trashing" is the new "updating". Oh, how I love that girl.Off to search for a model. (I never have to search far in this house of girls.) As usual, I talked Lucy into it.
I think it looks perfect as a Spring sweater, and she pulled it off great with jeans and a t-shirt.
She did pull a quick
spider-monkey move and shimmy up onto the pillar for a really cool pose that I had to post also. Ah, to be young and agile.
Here's a little Happy Spring endnote. I took this pic before our last big snowstorm last week and had to post it with a favorite poem of mine by Robert Herrick.
|Fair Daffodils, we weep to see|
You haste away so soon;
As yet the early-rising sun
Has not attain'd his noon.
Until the hasting day
But to the even-song;
And, having pray'd together, we
Will go with you along.