Knitting Things

Birch I brought my pink yarn to work today (I admit, I was showing off a bit). None of my co-workers have ever heard of anyone who spins–at all–and so they were reasonably impressed. However, I got more compliments on my Birch shawl, which I have worn several times before. Why do you suppose that is? Maybe the way I had it tied? 

I also finished knitting my green hood last night, which is currently blocking-dry since, even with the garter stitch edging, it’s curling. It came out great, though–basically a long rectangle, folded in half. Nothing fancy, but I’m thrilled with the color and like the way it fits over my curls–warm, without crushing. And, it will keep my ears warm, too! I’m thinking about lining it with silk to make it (1) even more curl-friendly and (2) wind-resistant, but that’s not an urgent thing. The only other vital thing to do is to add a button or something of that sort to hold it closed under my chin.

PiRSquare startI also did a small swatch for my Pi-Are-Square shawl (resisting the temptation to let it become the actual shawl). I washed it last night and let it dry on the bathroom counter and like the way it looks. I think I’ll use bigger needles, though–I want the lacy parts to look . . . well . . . more lacy! “Cast-On Day” is on Saturday. I was thinking of spending at least part of the day with my yarn and my book at a local coffee shop/bakery which is celebrating its grand opening this weekend. I figured that if I can’t join a live get-together (one knit-alonger called it a “geographical orphan”), at least I can do something a little more interesting than just sitting at home on the couch. The beverages will be better, too…

I finished reading “Blue Rodeo” by Jo-Ann Mapson, and am now following it up with her “Wilder Sisters,” which I’ve only read once. I like her writing, but particularly her earlier books. (I thought the “Bad Girl Creek” series was really pretty depressing.) She tells a good story, though, and does an excellent job of setting the place and feel. I’ve been a fan since “Hank and Chloe” came out in the early 90s, though I’ve never summoned up the courage to read the sequel. I liked the way H&C ended, and don’t want to risk that being ruined!

It got all the way up to the 20s today, and it’s snowing–only an inch or two, but it started sticking almost immediately because the ground was so cold. We might be getting hit with a big storm on Sunday, though, who really knows. I think weathermen are well-meaning and I concede that clouds and weather can change unexpectedly and throw a forecast, if you’ll forgive the expression, to the wind . . . but that’s the reason you have to take everything with a grain of salt–at least until we get a little closer to Sunday.

Chappy enjoyed the snow, though. After work, I took him in the backyard and tried to throw snowballs for him. The snow was way too dry to pack well, and no matter what the compression-to-snow ratio, I mostly ended up with handfuls of snow, rather than actual balls of snow. He doesn’t care, though. As long as he thinks I’m throwing something, he’s happy to head off in whatever direction he thinks it’s heading. (Don’t tell him, but sometimes I just pretend to throw absolutely nothing at all! He doesn’t care–he’s just happy to be outside, with a playmate.)

Okay . . . tired. Time for bed!

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