I’m on a roll here, forsooth. Alas and alack, I cannot really go on because it requires too much thought. I shall, therefore, cease and desist with the verilys and forsooths. At least for today.
It is cold here in Middle Earth. Unusual, I know, for January, but I’ve been pondering a post by the Yarn Harlot. Did you read the one about her daughter asking her for a matching hat, scarf and mittens? She said you can tell knitters because their scarves, hats, and gloves/mittens never match. Damn. She was dead on –for this knitter. Many times they aren’t even in the same color family. I feel like I’m wearing a crayon box. But, this is what amazes me. I never ever realized it. So, I will be very aware when I knit something new for myself, I’m gonna have to find compatible colors (at least). Still, it makes me smile to think that the matchy matchy stuff never occurred to me.
This picture is one of the fingerless mitts I knit for Max’s birthday (two weeks ago).It’s out of Paton’s Wool. It’s the Men’s Notwoven Fingerless Mitt pattern (Ravelry link). One turned out perfectly, but the second one is about an inch short. I gave them to Max anyway. I’ll knit him another pair. I was a bit unhappy that I had messed around with them for two weeks after his birthday anyway. I can highly recommend the pattern. It’s fun to knit.
Here’s Esau Marie. She has been such a help with the laundry. I wash it, dry it, and fold it and bring it upstairs. And, then, considerate little thing that she is, she lays on it and sleeps. When you try to take it away, she hisses and growls at you. Then, she tries to bite you. What a little dumplin’, huh?
My soundtrack for today? “The Whistler” by Jethro Tull. You can never go wrong with the classics.
Have a good one!