I’m nutty about gnomes. It started innocently enough I’m sure. I knit a few, modifying, adapting, improvising. Then I kept knitting and knitting them. I even started a ritual that made me happier about winter. I called them my Snow…

I’m nutty about gnomes. It started innocently enough I’m sure. I knit a few, modifying, adapting, improvising. Then I kept knitting and knitting them. I even started a ritual that made me happier about winter. I called them my Snow…