The shepherdess has her sweater! I'm so happy it fits (mostly - it's a bit big, but if I know one thing, it's that these kids grow fast), and most especially happy that she's happy. Such a sweetheart, she properly oohed and aahed over and it remarked on the beauty of this stripe and that one ("there's Cinnamon, oh and doesn't Little Friend Susan look so good in this sweater?"). The yarn is some of my first handspun (and some handdyed) from our Shetland sheep, and not entirely consistent in gauge. But I think it works as a solid, hearty work sweater for a ten year old. I didn't use a pattern, but more referred to a whole bunch of them for reference, trying it on her as I went along, often. She wanted the sleeves just like that - belling out a bit and shorter than even 3/4 sleeves, all the more suitable, I suppose, for carrying a bale of hay or snuggling with her favorite ewe of the day. Oh, such a pleasure to knit for my babies, with our very own wool. I hope I never tire of thinking that it's magic, because really it is. Every time.