So this is a knitting blog, huh?
Ok, ok, so I haven’t said much about my knitting lately. I have been knitting. It’s just that about the time I resolved the scorpion episode, all sorts of other stuff jumped up and demanded to be put on the agenda.
Like Stitches South, where I bought yarn:
5 skeins of cashmere merino, provenance undetermined, from Newton’s Yarn Country. Color: Cream. Dyelot: you are kidding, aren’t you? This booth was the yarn equivalent of the remaindered books sale tables at Borders. I could not walk by without buying something and 5 skeins for $25, who could pass that up? Which is also why I own a random selection of coffee table books for my non-existent coffee table.
Herb gardening, really? You don’t have a garden.
The pictures were pretty and I could have a garden someday. I could.
…and don’t get me started on that history of paper making book…
I was determined to shop outside my usual color palette this year. I have way too much rust, brown, burgundy, and orange in my stash and while I wear those colors, I also wear blue, green, rose, and dusty plum. So now it’s time to knit up some items for that part of my wardrobe. Seems like it might be the wild stormy side.
Do you even have one of those?
Well… I could… maybe…
This is wonderfully soft and my favorite of all the things I bought.
I also bought a pattern for Aria Delicato by Anne Hanson. Which I really wanted to begin right away- the thrill of the new pushing everything else out of the way. So I frogged the Adia which was giving me fits and started this with the Isager. Which is coming along nicely.
I had solved the intial problem with the Adia by charting out the first few rows. The problem wasn’t, as I had thought at first, the pattern but an error on my part. However, I kept having the same issues over and over and finally realized that the only way I could ever knit this would be to completely chart it out. It has a 20 row repeat and not all the wrong side rows are purls. I am just too lazy or possibly too frustrated to chart out all 20 rows. I may try it again some other time with a different yarn but not just now.
There was also the Scalini’s dinner Saturday night, organized by the Knit Witch. As usual I ate too much, narrowly avoided drinking too much, and laughed so hard it’s a wonder I could keep it all down.
My granddaughter’s birthday was that week too. First there was dinner on Tuesday night with her Mom’s family and then pottery painting and dinner at my house on Sunday.
Then this past weekend there was the opening of a new exhibit at the pottery gallery nearby which I attended with Jane, Diana, and Hali. I had pretty much spent anything I had to spend at Stitches so I was able to resist all the lovely things but I am still fantasizing about what to do with my future lottery winnings.
Then Sunday was Famous Steve’s birthday and the Knaughty Knitters all gathered at Jane’s to celebrate.
This week I am in between jobs and trying to catch up.
Really? Catching up is it? Looks like napping to me.