Ok, I really am going to try to knit something other than gnomes before the people that know me IRL check me into some kind of gnome rehab, but before they catch me and cart me off, I have a few random things to say.
The day my gnome yarn came in the mail, I couldn’t resist a picture before I got started. I love the colors!


Doesn’t this gnome remind you of Ivan Vanko from Iron Man 2?


If all of a sudden while you are weaving in the ends, a gnome is suddenly missing a leg, don’t despair. You can use the brown yarn you’re weaving in to kind of create a couple of loops that look like part of an i-cord and then make a loop through those to create the end of his leg, and then weave in the yarn you have left, then bippity boppity boo, you’ve created a leg after the fact. (This is much more clear when you have a leg there to try to match.) Ask me how I know.

Also, don’t worry if same gnome happens to look like Hellboy from some angles. This particular gnome had a bit of an identity crisis. He wanted to be different than all the other gnomes, so I let him be, although I did sew in his eyes.

Ps. Check out what others have finished at Tami’s Amis and Wisdom begins in Wonder and Natural Suburbia

When the assembly line was invented, I’m sure it seemed like a grande idea. However, when applied to gnome-making, it got kind of monotonous. The good news was that I’d woven in the ends as I went, or I might have gone off the deep end.
Step 1. Make gnomes.

Step 2. Add beards.

Step 3. Add eyes (cause they look Creepy McCreeperson without them)


Step 4. Decide that the gnomes are just too cute and what you really need is a full set (whatever that means) – you must have more.

I think I might have a problem.
Ps. To see what other folks are working on, check out Tami’s Amis.

I got a gnome wet.

Now there are 16 gnomes. Then, I caught them eating after midnight.

…and they might have a wee drinking problem.


Now, it’s raining gnomes!

Mine raveled here.
Ps. Don’t forget that Gremlins is a great holiday movie. You’re welcome.
Pps. Happy Birthday to my SIL. A, you are the wind beneath my wings and I hope you have an incredible day!