My self-striping sock yarn is finally untangled and gifted to Tove. I know she will look after it properly and that feels good. I think I have to practice using that warping board to avoid the untangling business (that took me a few months, mostly walking past it sighing…)
The skein makes me think of green apples and Tove of a citrus mix.
Look what’s finished!
And the flock:
You may think that’s enough self-striping socks, especially considering I have several more skeins stashed (including these two lovely ones I bought only last weekend).
The other week I managed to see a skein of Lollipop Yarn in The Rainbow Connection (which is even BETTER than this one I was craving last year) being destashed on Ravelry. I’ve had terrible experiences trying to get my hands on Lollipop Yarn and found the owner really quite rude, so I’d pretty much given up on ever getting a skein, but I managed to be the first one to go GIMME GIMME GIMME and lovely Marie sent this beauty my way:
I just want to sit and stare at it.
Remember how I was kind of out of knitting cables? I was wrong. Somehow I had predicted this need, ehrm, and all that was needed was a proper cleaning and organizing knit stuff.
Okay, so it might seem as if Tove and I’ve lost our sense of humor lately. At least on the blog. This is not the case though. And today we kind of made up for it in ubundance…
Tove came over to visit the Christmas Fair in Sätrabrunn. Before going there I somehow managed to cut my nail-bed and had a fainting fit on the kitchen couch. Tove went to get the first aid kit and tumbled head over heal face down on the carpet because of the gate to keep children out. With that kind of start it’s surprising we didn’t have second thoughts about visiting the Fair…
Without getting the car stuck in the mud we managed to park. (We saw several desperat drivers who were stuck and kind if dug their own holes. Had to criss-cross our way through the inferno…) And without any slipping accidents we made our way through the Fair.
We got some sock yarn. Tove was pursuaded to purchase a cocoa cup for herself. I got some eco saffron and a cat toy. All in all a day full of laughter and some yarn shopping!
Let’s face it. I have too many ideas and too little time. Always a frustrating combination, but I think life will continue that way.
So instead of a huge and amazing project (let’s talk about killing your darlings…) I’ve come to my senses and have taken an hour or so to modify one of those grand (and impossibly ambitious) ideas. Now I’m kind of itching to get started, but, ehrm, it seems I’m out of knitting cables (jeesh, didn’t know cats ate knitting cables… Oh, what? Too many ufo’s? Me?! You’ve gotta be kidding!)
When I purchased my first Jeaba colors the shop keeper said it was impossible to dye an ugly skein. Well, so it wasn’t exactly ugly, but let’s say a little too wild and crazy for me. Too many shades spanning from very light to very dark. I just knew it wouldn’t knit well. So I had a second go, and you might remember, ehrm, forgot it… Oh, well! It turned into a wonderful skein and I’ve proudly named it ‘Time Travel’.
Okay, so here’s a bit of gossip. Apparently (dramatic paus) there are alpacas living just a couple of kilometers from my house (!!!) and I DIDN’T KNOW. One of my neighbors told me (it’s her parents keeping them) and I’ve been out and about with the pram trying to glimpse them. No suck luck just yet.
I’m planning (hoping) to buy some wool from them. And as it happens my neighbor is interested in learning to spinn (I did offer her a go on Clara). Just when we were chatting away about classes another neighbor joined in and announced that she too had taken the same class as me and Tove at Boda Backe (not at the same time obviously, THAT I would have noticed).
I’ll let you know on the progress of glimpsing alpacas! And buying wool. Or if we suddenly start spinn-get-togethers out here on the countryside. (The latter most unlikely…)
There are many ways to author knit patterns. Some good, others not so good. As you might have seen I’m working on a hat for my baby girl and this pattern is lacking in many ways.
1. The pattern is basically just a huge chart covering everything. Instead of braking it down with repeats of smaller chart chunks I’m squinting my eyes, making mistakes and so on because it’s difficult to see where I am (and since many parts are repeats I find it hard to understand why it’s charted this way).
2. There’s no row count or even stitch count maked. I’ve marked it out myself as a help.
3. Later on there are increases and decreases, but the effect doesn’t show in the chart. I.e. the stitch count is off.
Of course you can write patterns like this not too concerned about the knitter and half expecting only skilled knitters to buy your patterns and books.
But I find that I much prefer the patterns that are authored with care to encourage knitters to learn new techniques etc. Not fogetting the challenge in braking down charts into nice followable chunks and neat succint instructions.
I dyed a Madelinetosh Merino Light earlier this year that came out a bit too crazy for my tast. Too much contrast and too many shades. I have since then planned to improve it and did so this last Wednesday. However my memory is a bit poor at the moment (or perhaps my mind is fully occupied with a whole bunch of other things to remember…)
Anyway, I forgot about it and realized yesterday (half a week later) that I had an ongoing dye sitting in the bathroom waiting to be rinsed. Ooops!
The pictures come out a little light. The yarn is actually quite dark with a hint of petrol and purple in it.
I’m starting to sound like a junkie. A yarn junkie.