i love these two things and have to give them away. it’s the PROCESS it’s the PROCESS it’s the PROCESS (repeat over and over until I convince myself…..)
The two women in my writing group asked me to knit scarves for them. I finished the Lace Ribbon Scarf for Susan, made with my leftover Rowan Felted Tweed from Peasy (which, by the way, gets a compliment every single time I wear it, including from my physician yesterday). So here’s Susan’s scarf:
And here’s the beginning of Marian’s scarf; she chose the Tiger Eyes Lace Scarf by Toni M. Maddox, and she chose Curious Creek Fibers Meru from my stash, in a deep purple colorway named Purple Martin. The yarn is laceweight, half silk half merino; since (a) I want to finish the scarf pretty quickly and (b) I like the heft of the scarves made with fingering-weight yarn, I am holding it double. See?
Really – it doesn’t look like tiger eyes, does it? It’s owl faces all the way. Right?
And my birthday gift, that thing in the long rectangular box wrapped in silver paper?
Of course I immediately put a skein of yarn on and wound it up – the Wollmeise that Tammy gave me. It took, like, 3 minutes, and I was grinning the whole time. I used to have a swift (which I kept permanently mounted on the castle of my 48″ 8-harness jack loom, ah the good old days) and I’ve really missed it.
I have too much work to get done before I leave for Laos – 2 giant manuscripts (one which needs to be re-ghost-written) and a couple small projects – so I’d better quit farting around here and get to work. Happy Tuesday y’all!
my head hurts, and there’s no way i’m eating a tarantula, even if they ARE deep friend. and no, a grasshopper doesn’t sound better.
New things! A skin for my Kindle, courtesy of Decalgirl. Since I rarely carry it in my purse, seeing as how I’m home all the time, I don’t have to keep it in the heavy leather case. But I don’t want the white surface to get dirty-looking, so voila!
Also: the lace ribbon scarf I’m making for my friend is going much faster than the other two I’d knit in sock-weight yarn. Also, I’m a much more skilled knitter now than I was when I made the other two scarves with this pattern. No mistakes, no need to check the pattern, it’s as easy as falling off a log.
Every variety show needs at least one kind of freaky sideshow, right? One thing that’s an acquired taste, not for everyone? Well, this fits the bill in a lot of ways. This appears to be one of the most common street foods in Cambodia. NOT FOR THIS GAL.
I might lose weight on our vacation, but there are lots of things to eat besides bugs. I’m counting on it.
Today was one of those lost days, thanks to the terrible low pressure system hanging over our heads. Ugh, the headache, the too-many sudafed, the pressure on my forehead. I’m knitting and watching a yoga video on Netflix. Somehow, it’s helping.
MAN! How do I get myself into these problems?! I’m almost 52, maybe it’s time to learn how to pronounce the most difficult 2-letter word in my repertoire: NO.
I know, you me and everyone else. If there were a wish-granting fairy, I’d ask her for more time, and if I got a second wish I’d ask for more money. That’s the pecking order, for sure. Early next month I’ll turn 52, so that’s one aspect of the time issue; how is it going by so quickly?! And as it gets closer to the end (whenever that is) it just goes faster and faster. Such a boring topic of conversation, I know, but it’s definitely on my mind. There’s a more mundane, less existential version of the issue, too. I have too many things to do each day, too many things I have to do (as we all do), and too many things I want to do (as the lucky[?] among us feel). If only I had a spare several hours a day that weren’t on anyone else’s calendar. Man, wouldn’t that be heavenly?
So here I sit with a dilemma, and I have no one to blame but myself. I have a very small writing group, and we meet monthly. It’s just me, Susan, and Marian, and I really enjoy their company, and enjoy their writing and their feedback on mine. They’re substantive, beautiful women, and they’re close to my age (I’m oldest, by a couple of years). (And sidebar note, here: I’ve never had friends who were my age! Like, ever. When I was very young, I got along much better with people who were substantially older than I was. Then when I started college at 36, my friends were half my age. Grad school, same deal. How do people find friends their own age?!)
Anyway. I love Susan and Marian, they’re the kind of women I really value. We don’t get together outside our writing group, mainly because we’re all busy. So I’d say I love them, they’re my friends, but they’re not my best friends, not to sound 14 years old or anything. Susan may be moving to the west coast, which will be the disbanding of our group. So when we last met, I wore my Peasy and they both went on and on about it. And by the time we were leaving our writing session, they both asked if I’d knit them scarves, they’d pay.

Lace Ribbon Scarf, in Rowan Felted Tweed; I'd never have thought the yarn would work with the pattern, but another raveler used it and it looks great!
Here’s where I have no one to blame but myself. I should have just said no. I made a half-assed invisible attempt at saying no, when I said no I don’t sell my knitting, I could never make enough to compensate the time spent. I guess I could still say no, but now I feel like I’ve agreed. Susan loved the Peasy yarn and wanted a Lace Ribbon scarf, and Marian loves this Tiger Eyes lace scarf (I’ll use this curious creek fibers meru, held double).
I need/want to be doing holiday knitting! I don’t have much time to knit (since I can’t knit and edit manuscripts at the same time…..WHY don’t I have 4 arms?!). They aren’t friends with whom I exchange gifts, so it’s not like they can just count as Christmas gifts. And I’ll ask them to pay me for the yarn, but I couldn’t possibly charge enough to equal the time it’ll take, so why bother?
Luckily, I have the coming weekend’s road trip to/from Rhinebeck, and a couple of weeks later I have the long flights to/from Austin, to see my Katie girl. I can knock out a lot of knitting with those two trips.
And now, to the nicely large stack of manuscripts waiting for me! Lots of work this week, yay…..
wanna see my new sweater? it’s green….
After all this time, after all the initial excitement, after all the dragging-on low-level griping, after all the losing my mojo in the face of miles of stockinette, after all the whole deal…….Peasy.
All is forgiven, miles of stockinette. All is forgiven, lost mojo. All is forgotten, minor-league grousing. I’ll be wearing this to Rhinebeck. Sure, I see a few things I wish I’d done differently – a little waist shaping, to reduce the boxiness; a little more attention to that right sleeve that’s a bit too long – and sure, I’ve lost several pounds since I started the sweater so now it’s a size too big, but it’s my sweater.
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so many WIPs, so little time. i know, you hear that ALL the time.
I thought that working from home would give me more time to knit. HA! Silly, silly me. I’m knitting less than before, for many reasons. I don’t have my subway commute time, which was a guarantee of ~45 minutes to an hour each day. I knocked out little projects during that commute. (NOT complaining about not having the commute, don’t get me wrong!) Also, another problem I’m not complaining about….I have a lot of work. Thanks to my Google Ad for my little business endeavor, I have more work than I can do, quite often. Just yesterday, I was contacted by 3 people wanting to hire me to edit their 100,000+ word novels. One is amazing, one has the potential to be amazing, and the 3rd is stupid. They can’t all be amazing, and at least the stupid one is not about Dracula and prairie schooners.
This work is of the type that causes (and requires) complete immersion. If I were just doing proofreading, I could pick it up and put it down. But I have to hold the whole novel in my mind, see redundancies, sections that would better fit elsewhere in the novel, gaps, inconsistencies, etc. Plus, I get in a kind of flow with it; I’ll open the file and start editing, and the next thing I know it’s 8 hours later and I haven’t stopped to pee or eat or anything. Poof! Eight hours have passed.
I’m also teaching stats, and let’s be honest. None of the students love stats the way I do. They’re required to take it, some are very smart but some are incredibly stupid. That’s right, I said it. Some are mushy-minded people who seem to have been failed by the educational system. But anyway – also teaching stats. And also needing to do 6 research projects for the publishing house I worked for.
So when’s a girl to knit? I also worry about all the hours doing very finely-focused computer work (on a laptop with a cramped keyboard) and getting carpal tunnel. That would be just horrible. At the end of these very long days, I still need to eat dinner and straighten up, and the day is done. Last week I didn’t sleep one minute Tuesday night (thank you stupid waitress who clearly gave me full-caf instead of decaf, even though I emphasized and asked again twice before drinking it), and Thursday night I slept 2 hours.
So here is the current state of my WIPs:
First up, the one that’s been sitting in my bag the longest: Mondo Cable Cardigan, with madelinetosh merino, in Graphite.
I realized some of my skeins were a drastically different color – blue black instead of charcoal gray – and it put a hitch in my gitalong. Thanks to ravelers, I was able to score a couple of skeins that matched better, but I’ve never recovered my mojo on this one. But it really is beautiful, and softer than a baby angel fairy’s bottom.
This is blanket-sized: It’s the Totally Autumn pattern by Anne Hanson, and it’s such fun to knit! The pattern is cool, and it remains so engaging as I work on it. The Cascade 220 is hard, though, and my index fingers starts to feel raw after a while, as the yarn runs over it. It’s never as hard as I remember it, so whenever I do pick it up to work on it, I’m always surprised. Still, I’ve got a long way to go on that one.
Peasy, of course, though I couldn’t photograph the color accurately today, for some reason. You’ve seen it so many times on my blog, so you know the color is a rich avocado. I’m getting there, and cannot wait to wear it at Rhinebeck. One good thing that’s come about as a result of this sweater: I don’t hate the purl row as much as I used to. The collar and button band are simple, and not very wide, so I really am getting near the end with this one. Just one more ball of Rowan Felted Tweed.
The Sockhead Hat, in a Regia yarn that I’m not all that crazy about but it was a gift so I love it for that reason. This one stays in my project bag in my purse, and whenever I’m in the subway I feverishly work as much as I can, but I’m only in the subway once a week now.
This snowflake hat pattern is fun to work, and of course the yarn nearly makes me cry, it’s so soft and lofty and such gorgeous colors too. I suspect I really want something different for the yarn, something I might wear against my skin – a little shawl or something, to wrap near my neck. I do suspect I’ll frog this.
And my socks, out of Tosh Sport (colorway tweed – this photograph does capture the color pretty well, which I think should be called bronze. But they didn’t ask me.)
And a new project I cast on yesterday – the Monteagle bag, using the Louet Euroflax yarn string yarn I recently got from Paradise Fibers. I’ll be making two of these, if I can tolerate it. The linen is kind of hard to work with, especially with these tricky stitches (the next one of which I cannot begin to figure out: “*Knit into the back of the second stitch with a double wrap, but do not transfer to the right needle; knit the first and second stitches together through the back loops with a double wrap and transfer both stitches to the right needle; repeat from * around on each following pair of stitches.”) WHA??? And the linen wants to be straight and hard and pop off the needle mid-stitch.
For now, though, many other less-pleasant tasks are calling my name. Shut up you less-pleasant tasks! I’d rather be knitting.
see it, smell it, taste it, touch it, everything but hearing it!
It’s sunny and beautiful outside, and a wonderland indoors. The coffee was brewing, blueberry scones were baking, the riotous armload of stargazer lilies filled the air with their dizzyingly thick smell, and the rough texture of Rowan Felted Tweed made my hands crave to touch my Peasy sweater that’s starting to look like an actual sweater!
- a landscape of stitches, made one at a time
- it’s starting to look like a sweater, y’all!
- love the Peasy sleeve – no cuff, just a gentle rounding-in
- blueberry scones – really delicious, with a mug of coffee
- so many blooms – and a dozen buds still waiting!
- such brilliant color
Happy Sunday, y’all -
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flowers. knitting. music. books. what else is there?
The other day, I got this armload of flowers; he’d been near the flower district, so he just thought to bring home flowers. Sweet, so sweet – no reason, other than that he thought of it, and he knows I love flowers.
So that’s one thing. Another is a bit of knitting content! I’m making some good headway on the first Peasy sleeve, which is thrilling now that I don’t have to watch my needles, because I’ve gotten quite far in Never Let Me Go, by Ishiguro – highly recommended, and review to come when I finish. Reading + knitting = happy, happy me.
And since I’ve been in the subway a few times this week, some work on my little Sockhead hat, using the yarn Anna gave me for Mother’s Day (Schachenmayr nomotta Regia Galaxy, the Jupiter colorway):
And finally – a musical gift to you, courtesy of my daughter Katie. Katie has always loved The Beatles, with a kind of fanaticism. So adorable, little junior high Katie wearing one Beatles t-shirt after another, challenging you to name any obscure Beatles song, and she could tell you what track on what side of what album it was first published. She posted this video on her blog recently, and since my laptop has crappy speakers, I didn’t listen to it until this afternoon, when I had headphones plugged in. OH….you think you’ve heard every cover of every Beatles song, you think you’re bored of it, you think it’s not possible to do one of their songs with a unique voice while still being the song, and you’re absolutely 100% wrong. Listen to this – Because, sung by Melody Gardot. Be prepared to get chills.
See? I told you. Thank you Katie. In the immortal words of The Continental, wowie wow wow wow.
yikes i love this project
Kelly and my other sweater-knitting friends: I’m in. I’m totally in. I get it. It’s addictive. Knitting sweaters = f.u.n. Want to see where I am with Peasy?
Yeah. I’ll be doing this a lot more. And if you haven’t tried knitting with it yet, Rowan Felted Tweed is AMAZING. I’m just sayin.
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in which I enhance my stash, one more time
Gosh – where to start. Maybe the color — they called it Avocado, I call it lush and gorgeous. The softness? OH yeah, it’s soft. The depth, those little flecks of yellow and red and navy? Oh so beautiful. [click the photos to biggify]
- s-o-f-t
- in a Peruvian reed boat
- lotsa balls
- oh so tweedy
I bought it to make a Peasy sweater [rav link here] – the very first time I ever bought the specified yarn for a project. Usually I don’t think that far in advance; I just get an itching to make something, I pick a pattern and check what weight yarn is specified, then see what I have in that weight. But I saw Saffron‘s Peasy, on her fabulous blog Mooncalfmakes, and she uses a lot of Rowan, so I was hooked.
Not that I’ll be starting the sweater any time soon, unfortunately. For now I’ll have to comfort myself by petting the yarn a lot. You know what that’s like, I’m sure.




























































































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