Once more I've found myself working on an embarrassingly large number of things....these were simply the two I touched last.
The socks are my simple vanilla sock (with a 64 st cast on) using some partial balls from the stash of leftovers. I think I have enough if I do the heel and toe in the same dark yarn that started the ribbing. If not? I haven't worked out a Plan B yet. (I'm not sure there IS a plan B....it'll work. I'm sure....I think.)
I was helping out the Friends of the Library sort donations for the book sale. It's a filthy dirty job but someone's got to do it, right? And we get first dibs on anything we see. I've been doing this weekly for a couple months; yesterday when I came home, hubby commented...only ONE book? (well, there were two, but I admitted to the one.) Who could pass up an oldie but goodie classic like Death on theNile....especially since I've never read it. It really IS classic Poirot.
The second pile of knitting is the New Concetta which has moved on to the sleeves. It fits great, so I'm really motivated to finish it. If you look closely, you can see that there are two skeins of yarn going at the same time. This was my very-much-on-the-cheap-walk-the-dog sweater (I have used Paton's Classic Wool several other times and it wears like a work horse, doesn't pill, is very warm ) but there weren't enough skeins in the same dye lot. I bought what was there. I'm switching between the two dye lots every two rows and you simply can't tell at all....there is the very slightest tweedy inconsistency in the twist to hide the very slightest inconsistency in dye lots. It's working beautifully.
well, if that title doesn't get the throngs scrambling to read it, what will???
All the things I didn't do this weekend....
:: I didn't start a new project
:: I didn't knit on anything but a very boring New Concetta sweater, but one that I will love if the miles of stockinette ever end
:: I didn't go to the encampment, which is usually my favorite local event of the entire year. The day was picture perfect and I just knew there would be record setting crowds there (and there were!). Shoulder to shoulder with thousands of strangers (and a few friends; we always see people we know) watching the British fight the French and Indians while eating deep fried everything with a side of kettle corn. And snickerdoodles for the road. Heaven, right? I knew I'd be sorry I didn't go. I am. Drat. (just 363 days til I can go again)
:: I didn't go to the church softball game with the rest of my family. Drat again. (Make that double-drat. They had a GREAT time. More fun than I had helping to feed the local community theatre cast, but I guarantee WE ate better.)
:: I didn't watch any baseball because my team lost. (drat drat drat drat It's a really long time til spring training, but not as long as the encampment wait)
:: I didn't cook in my kitchen this weekend, thanks to that softball game, the community theatre, and the bottomless pot of potato/spinach soup that I made last week.
This is my front porch swing. It's the reason I had such a boring weekend.
Ilkley Moor. Traveling stitches are fun and rather fast! I hope this qualifies as a 'poofy-in-the-back' hat (slouchy?); I must admit I wasn't quite sure what that meant. If it doesn't meet with my grand's approval....darn, I'll just have to keep it myself!
As much as I love the big smiling faces of Helianthus (sunflower! I'm trying real hard to learn a little Greek/Latin), I'm totally smitten at this time of year with bittersweet (Celastrus orbiculatus). It was introduced into North America in 1879, and is considered to be an invasive vine in eastern North America. Lucky for me, it has invaded my next door neighbor's tree that hangs over our fence. (I bet he doesn't even know he HAS it!!!)
Something to knit while listening to my audiobook....(the Forgotten Seamstress-- this one grabbed me immediately, but if it hadn't been highly recommended by a friend who likes the same kind of book I do, I probably would never have chosen it. It's a goodie so far.)
Ilkley Moor, knit with Zitron Life Style that has lingered in the stash for YEARS!.Traveling stitches on this beret just 'make sense'....so while I have the pattern in front of me, I'm not needing to check it too often, making this a very enjoyable knit.
And something to knit while reading...Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls.
I had New Concetta favored in Ravelry AND pinned on Pinterest (I usually don't do both), so I guess I really wanted to make this one. It is plain, rather mindless stockinette which compliments David Sedaris' witty, somewhat irreverent essays. (A bookclub choice of our rather conservative church bookclub---can't wait to get to this meeting!)
I finally took some time to browse all my faved and pinned things...got REALLY inspired...and had a little cast on marathon. But, this is 'yarnalong'....so you only get to see my 'book-projects'. Rest assured, there is a new kitchen project, a ballgame project, and a purse project.
The Christmas cowl (which looks far more like a fall cowl!) was as enjoyable a knit as I anticipated. (Take that to mean hours of mindless garter stitch, which I know isn't everyone's idea of a romp in the park.) I ended up using just three of the little odd balls left from socks, but used them totally up. There is something awfully satisfying about that, isn't there?
This is a pattern I've used and adjusted and rearranged several times....nothing fancy or unusual about it. When I bought it, I wondered at the time----why? It looked so straight forward, surely I could knit it without the help of a written pattern. But, I've probably knit this little thing more times than any other pattern (save my 'vanilla socks' pattern), so I certainly have gotten more than $3.50 worth of enjoyment from it!!!
The only thing wrong with this? It really IS a Christmas gift, so I really can't wear it the rest of the fall season and gift it---slightly used---in December. (can I???)
I've recently found myself with a pile of really b-o-r-i-n-g partially finished projects---the kind that make you groan to even think about dragging out, but that really need to be done. Make that-----DONE.
I hate that I've thrown the church charity knitting in this category, but knit 3, purl 3, knit 3, purl 3.....blah, blah, blah, blah....for 60" is just not fun no matter how you look at it (and on size 8 needles with aran wt yarn just makes a blah knit even blah-er).
Two road trips and a sprint to the finish last night and I can call this one finished.
This zigzag scarf was a real pain, too. Large-r needles, worsted weight yarn and knitting and purling in the back of each.and.every.stitch.through.the.whole.project. YUCK. Boring AND tedious......and FINISHED! Woooowhoooo!
So, to celebrate removing two black clouds over my head....I found some fingering weight odds and ends and cast on a christmas cowl. Miles of garter stitch ahead of me. Miles. Oh, joy! I can't wait!
???? Boring? No way. Relaxing, zen-like knitting at its best.
The night blooming cereus looks a little like a big ugly gangly oversized Christmas cactus.....
until she starts blooming. Christmas cacti are pretty.....cereus is a real show-stopper.
She's called night-blooming for a reason....her above photo shoot took place between 9 and 11 pm.
I had a sleepless night.....and by 4:30 neither she not I was liking the storm...
and by morning...
This lovely was gifted to me.....I must get a bit more information about her. I know there are some varieties that bloom only once and they are done. I can't believe I could possibly have been lucky enough to see my one bloom----bloom, but tonight there is no sign of that spent bud opening again.