Tonight’s Progress Report
Well, my cardigan is coming along. See? The back is about 7-8″ long at the armhole. When it gets to 9″, I’ll start the fronts. I do need to come up with some kind of design element to get some of this blue into the sweater, though.
Sitting on top of it is the skein of blue I made from my leftover singles. That’s about 70 yards of yarn. My second skein of cardigan-yarn is hanging in the bathroom, drying right now.
What am I spinning right now? I just started this. A merino/tussah blend from the Sheep Shed that I bought at Rhinebeck in October. It makes me think of Spring, something about the old-rose color. It’s not my usual color palette, but I had picked up a hank of it and couldn’t put it down. So, I paid for it (of course) and brought it home. And, it IS pretty.
I’m having trouble getting good photos of it, though, because my camera is acting up. I have two Canon cameras, both well beyond their warranties, and the S2 IS is misbehaving. Nothing outside the Auto setting works as well as it used to–the lighting comes out very funky, giving a weird look to the pictures. The regular Macro setting doesn’t work at all, and the Super-Macro only works outside the Auto setting … which means the lighting is weird. Not 100% of the time, but, unpredictably. I contacted Canon and was given two options: As a loyal customer, they’d sell me a reconditioned S3 IS for $165, or I can ship them my camera and they’ll tell me what it will cost to fix it, which seems a little vague to me. Sigh. It doesn’t help that this Nikon D40 looks so darn tempting and is getting such great reviews over at the Digital Photo Forum. (For that matter, the Canon Digital looks good, too, and I have a 10-year old film version of it whose lenses I believe I could use, too.) But really, I have no business looking at cameras, and the Amazon certificates I have just won’t cover that, you know?
Chappy had a little … episode tonight. He came tearing in through his dog door and more or less left a trail of diarrhea up the stairs, poor boy. Not sure why, but hope he’s okay. He seems fine. I do wish that he had stayed outside IN his bathroom, though! And right now, we’re all glad to have that air-purifier–which also removes smells–and which we’ve moved to the upstairs hallway for the night. Because, um, well, let’s just say the carpeting is kind of aromatic at the moment, shall we? He seems all right, though, so fingers crossed!

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Ooohhh… poor Chappy. Poor you! I recall one day my first dog (a Newfie/lab) made one of those enormous aromatic puddles in the middle of the living room carpet. Five minutes before I had to leave for work. My daughter was still crawling at the time and we had a nanny – thankfully she didn’t mind being the one to let the carpet cleaners in!
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I am still learning to knit, then I have lost some progress, but hopefully, I’ll knit evenly enough for a sweater.
Poor boy! Maybe he had the poop scared out of him by something in the yard? Did you try white vinegar to clean up? Wicked pretty rovings there… Love the cafe pics on the green rug, looks like it’s on grass (well, sort of).
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Yikes about Chappy! Ah, the things we do for our petkids…
Bummer about your cameras.
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Poor Chappy! I hope he’s feeling better now!
I’m with Lisa, is it possible Chappy was fleeing a coyote or a bear and really needed to be with his people? If so, I hate to think of what might have happened had he stayed outside.
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Poor Chappy. I sure hope he feels better. Love the old rose fiber and sweater progress is zipping right along.
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