Today, I woke up to overcast skies, but by early mid-morning, it had given way to this:

Not only was there sunshine and clear skies, but by early afternoon the temperature was in the mid 50s, and as soon as we had finished making (and eating) our traditional Christmas Day crepes and opening presents, I was able to slip outside for a bit to enjoy the lovely weather and work on two goats that I had begun earlier in the week.

One of the goats still needed two legs, so I crocheted them, but this time, unlike the previous 18 legs I had crocheted, there was no struggle. The hook went where it was supposed to, and the correct increases and decreases were made as if by magic.

I had made so many goat legs that I had figured that if it were going to get easier, it would have. So it was with some surprise that when I made the the two goat legs needed to finish one of the goats that it took half of what had been my previous best time.

And with the legs done, I almost managed to finish both goats before it was time to begin work on Christmas dinner.

Almost.

The days are now growing noticeably if not substantially longer, and by the time the sun was preparing to set on this Christmas Day, the new goats were all done except for their noses:

Here are my new goats all lined up with their compatriots:

And here is my growing tribe of crochet goats in a semi-circular goat huddle discussing whatever it is crochet goats discuss:

Having finally mastered goat legs, I don’t have a clear sense of where this journey is taking me, but with hook and yarn, I am ready to continue on this trek, one stitch at a time.