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Extending Horizons

Walking north on the trail instead of of my usual south has its rewards. I saw a cairn this morning, and welcomed the virtual hello from some unknown walker. Hello! Enjoy this spring day! Be safe!

A little further on, the Bird House. Does this mean the Birds live at the end of this path? Or that the birds, lower case, are the occupants of the little houses? Some day I'll find out. But not today.

 

I got as far as Rabbit Roost. That's a pretty long walk for me. Time to turn around and head home.

In the Department of Yarn, working on this knitting project while listening to Governor Cuomo. A voice of sanity.

Willy just sent me this. It was painted on a gate in his neighborhood.

Just wondering: when this is all over, will someone ring a bell and announce "It's OK to hug your grandchildren now"?

What the Inside of My Head Looks Like at the Moment

Click to enlarge (if you dare). I'm getting ready for a studio sale, which will be held on Saturday, April 27, from 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. If you're within driving distance of Upstate SC, please stop by! Lots of fantastic bargains. Yarn, hundreds of knitting & weaving books, small looms, sewing machines, sewing supplies, patterns, finished weaving & yardage, and did I say books? If you'd like location details, please email me (click on link in sidebar).

 

A Little Helper

Molli, my Grandcat, is with me for the holidays. I've never had a cat, and it's been quite challenging to host Molli in a yarn-rich environment. She was especially interested in my knitting basket with its yummy handspun yarn.

By remaining vigilant at all times, I was able to finish a knitted shawl yesterday, and washed & blocked it.

Channeling My Grandmother

It's time to get out my grandmother's chopping knife and bowl again. I use them twice a year, once at Passover for chopped liver, and again at Thanksgiving for cranberry orange relish. These tools are some of the few things left to me from my beloved Granny—aside from my love of knitting, of course—and I inevitably turn very nostalgic as I am using them.

The cranberry recipe gives a very aerobic workout. After half an hour of vigorous chopping, I have this:

It's just chopped cranberries, chopped whole oranges, and honey to taste. Then leave it in the refrigerator for a few days.

While in kitchen mode, I also put up a batch of refrigerator dough. Just AP flour, white whole wheat flour (from King Arthur), water, salt, & yeast. These will become dinner rolls next Thursday.

It looks like I'll have time for a few rows of knitting before lunch. So here's to you, Granny.

Up Close

Alarm signals coming in from my back. I'm putting a hold on weaving for a few days, and have picked up the knitting needles; this will be an opportunity to make a dent in the mountain of yarn that arose from World Series spinning.

I thought it would be fun to see some of the knitting up close in the scanner. The first one is suri alpaca I purchased in batt form. Turns out it had tons of second cuts and vegetable matter not evident on first inspection. It was terrible to spin—constant stops & starts to remove the offending bits—but I did get something knittable from it. Here's a scarf in progress at roughly 12x magnification (click to enlarge):

And here is a wool/silk blend plied with all wool. Click.

The Scent of Hay

The linen/wool blend I showed you a few days ago is all spun up and plied. Here it is under artificial light.

I skeined & washed it, and after it dried, it smelled like freshly mown hay. Not a surprise. It's a bit stiff and grassy looking, and you really can't tell there is any wool in it. The wool content was a big factor in making it easy to spin, however.

It's a deep pewter gray, a characterful yarn, and I love handling it. There are 284 yards, and I might have enough to knit a small market bag.

Meanwhile, I love picking it up and sniffing it.

Reengaging With Knitting

From time to time I've tried to teach her to knit, but she would work with it for a few minutes, then drop it for something else. It really didn't "take." Two years passed. Then over the weekend, while she was watching me spin, she suddenly asked me, "Do you know where that red ball of wool with the yellow needles is?" We went down to the studio and searched under stacks of yarn and found it. I gave her a quick review of the basic knit stitch and she was off and running.

The difference between her new knitting and her old knitting was dramatic; something had clicked. She completed a few inches, and commented, "This is very absorbing. You forget about everything else while you're knitting! It would be a great stress reliever." Then she knit some more.

Well, I think she's got it.

Preventive Maintenance

When I returned from my travels, did all the laundry, sorted through all the mail (real & virtual), I sat down with my knitting. In a large basket with a partially finished knitted afghan and 27 skeins of Noro Kureyon, I spied something that looked suspiciously like a clothes moth. Time for action! I spread everything out in the sun and fresh air for the rest of the day, turning blanket & skeins frequently. No signs of damage. I will keep a close eye on things for a while. Most of my yarn stash is non-wool, but you never know.

This very clever knitting pattern, Ten Stitch Zigzag, is the creation of Frankie Brown, and is available as a free download on Ravelry. 

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