Introducing Colette

I finished the doll that *was* going to be an angel and *was* going to be for the front door. I still might make her some (removable) angel wings for the holidays when I make her a new collar for the holidays. But my husband expressed concern that she might get stolen if I put her out front. And I can't risk that because Colette is one of those dolls who is real.

Yes, there is still a part of me that wonders if dolls come to life when we're not looking. Not all dolls, mind you. But some dolls just seem to be thinking. Or they sometimes seem to have an expression on their face. And sometimes, while I'm working on a doll, information about them just comes to me. Colette is one of those dolls.

When I showed my husband her finished collar he asked why I spelled autumn, "automne". I explained that it was because she is French. He wanted to know how I knew she is French. Of course, it is because she has a French accent. Perhaps not everyone can hear her speak though. Isabelle knew she is French, too, though. So, really, I'm not crazy. :-)

Although realizing I made a huge mistake on the knitting project I'm working on for a trade made me feel very crazy. I was about to start the waistband ribbing on a pair of pants and realized I forgot to increase on the last row of ankle ribbing. So I had to rip out the entire thing back to the end of the ankle ribbing. Waaah!