Tuesday, 24 January 2017

A Toy Mousie By Any Other Name

Kathy has some questions on her blog this week that are fun play along:

1. What fear have you conquered? 
2. What’s your favorite spicy  food?
3. What’s a color you never wear? 
4. When sock knitters want a bigger needle project, what do you knit?
5. When did you last read Shakespeare? 
6. Are you gregarious or solitary?
7. What’s your favorite cookie recipe and why?
8. Do you dip your PB and J in milk? (Fireman!)
9. Do you feel you are becoming a better knitter or have your skills leveled off?
10. When’s the last time you broke a needle?

1. Any fears that are I have (the crawl space, air travel, some spiders and being alone at night) still exist. I can, however, kill any insect that invades. Even those milliepedes.

2. Nope. Don't do spicy on any level.

3. Red. Some shades of pink. Makes me look like a white lab mouse.

4. A hat.

5. I admit it, I don't "get" Shakespeare. Never did.

6. Solitary by nature.

7. Ginger molasses- they're scrummy!

8. My son is highly allergic, and even if he wasn't, I wouldn't.

9. Better- I like to challenge myself and master new skills.

10. I broke an Addi Turbo and exchanged it- they're guaranteed. In the fall when I was working on Alex's gansey.

I think I have the January blahs. I feel like drinking at least 3 pots of tea in the morning, and I have the urge to clear everything out of the house. Because I don't access the crawlspace (see question 1) I have to wait for FC.
By then, the urge has passed. I really need to deep clean the kitchen and the china cabinet, and I haven't. C'est la vie.
I am working on my Sandness shawl for the British Knits Blacker Podkal. I did change my mind about the other one, but I am using Cornish Tin II. The centre is the boring part- so maybe this is contributing to my ennui.
I am also doing some Crofthoose fingerless gloves- but these have partial fingers. I have a huge stash of Shetland, and these are quick and fun to do.

My big boy, Tino, has discovered a cache of mousies in the basement, and likes to announce his kill, in a very LOUD voice. Of course, I praise him, and tell him what a wonderful big game hunter he is, for bagging a big one.

Too much.

Fleecin' out.

Tuesday, 10 January 2017

Midwinter Musing

"We are all in the gutter,
but some of us are looking at the stars"

Oscar Wilde

Hello there, on this, the second week of January.  I don't think I went out all last week, except to the store. Oh yes, and Fabricland to get quilt batting.

Miss Mew and I decided to do a skill exchange, she will put a zip in her brother's hoodie, and I will finish her table runner. So I did. This is Moda fabric- really beautiful. She has to hand sew the binding on the back.

Also, I finished the lace edging on the shawl, so all my projects from 2016 are done and dusted. This puppy is huge, and took well over 2300 yds, so the pattern estimate of 1700 is way off. I just have to block.
Over on the KnitBritish Podcast, Louise is having a Blacker Yarn Kal/Cal.
I adore Blacker Yarn- and bought up some limited edition Cornish Tin II. My friend and I have chosen the Fallston shawl by Dee O'Keefe. She is a standout among the bajillion designers on Ravelry- and I love her patterns and aesthetic.This begins on January 19th- March 4th. It's a runner up to the Edinburgh Yarn Festival, which I won't be attending. (rats).

I have cast on a new project, Southwell Cardigan in the nicest yarn ever, Sherwood Yarn BFL in Holly Blue. It is a fine gauge, so not a quick knit, but wonderful to work with.

I think that's enough yarn porn for today (like there can be enough...) so let's see what Clawed-y is doing.
Oh dear- I seem to have interrupted his mid-morning nap.

Fleece out.

Thursday, 5 January 2017

Pack Up Your Troubles In A Green Garbage Bag.....And Smile.

“Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!”

 John Anster, The First Part of Goethe's Faust 
Well, as you can see I didn't post on the first. I am only now regrouping after a great Christmas, and indeed, holiday. I will show you some, but by no means all of the haul. But the real haul is friends and family. 

I decided to start a new blog, for a new year, for a new attitude. I have been hanging onto alot of things, both emotionally and physically (a green garbage bag downstairs awaits donation) and have been thinking about letting go. I realize there are things I will never get to (and that's okay) as well as things I can never change (and that too is ok) and I want to focus my time and effort on things that matter. They may not matter to others- but to me personally. I don't feel the need to justify it to anyone, and I have earned it.

(wouldn't it be great if we could pack our emotional baggage in a green garbage bag?) Moving on.......

I received some fantastic books. The second one is Kate Davies "Shetland Oo" in hardcover, which had a limited run of 500. Mine is 349. No patterns but a pictorial done by her husband. A great collaboration. I am halfway through The Shepherd's Life, gifted by my sister.
For a make-up junkie like myself, this holy grail came from Miss Mew. It's truly gorgeous.

From a dear friend, an Emma Bridgewater jug ornament. It will be out all year.

Also from the evil twin, this Bavarian jug with sheep on it. It lives on the kitchen shelf.
Before New Years, some of us went to Stratford. We stopped at the quilt shop in New Hamburg and bought some fabric. Then we had club sandwiches with fries and gravy, so it was truly a banner day.

On the knitting front, I had one project left from last year. Anyone who has done any lace knows that doing a sideways edging can be the equivalent of purgatory, but for some reason, I am happy to finish it. This is a "Two Old Bags" pattern, "Mountain Pines". It has the center square, and you pick up and do the border in the round, marking the corners. It is a pattern I have had in the queue for years.

Clawed is having his mid-morning nap, prior to his late-morning nap, on my bed. Tino is on Alex's bed, and Howard is on his blanket on the upstairs sofa.

All is right with the world. For now.

Fleece out.