So I’m doodling along reading some of my favorite blogs, and I’m having a browsefest at CurlsandPurlsNYC, enjoying Lis’s photos of last weekend’s New York City Knit Out. Lis, being curly haired as she is, snapped a picture of an equally curly-headed knitter, and posted it on her curly-haired blog.
As I idly look at this “Linda” person and wonder what pattern she’s wearing, it occurs to me, I know that person. It’s Linda, for heaven’s sake, my old knitting-maniac publishing pal Linda whom I haven’t seen in ten years. Here’s “Linda,” as she appeared last weekend in Union Square:
Here is my friend Linda K., circa May 12, 1990. That would be my wedding day, when she was in Nashville to help me through my nuptials:
So, forensic photographic detectives, whaddya think? Am I right? Is Pink Sweater Linda the very same one who knit this ultracute eggplant hat for my baby in 1996?
(When was my seven year old ever this small?)