Hold on, it's not me. I saw you thinking "did she finally realise?"
No, I didn't. I'm still trying to hang on to a smidgen of sanity, and according to my therapist, I AM. So there.
(mind you, by the time you finish reading this, you might reconsider)
No, last week, the Texan went home (I did mention that, did I not?) and I spun some hysterically colourful yarn. I love it so much, that I took some more pictures of it, for your pleasure only (and mine)
Since then, there was a lot more knitting. O.W.L.S. is moving along like a high speed train, only more soft and wearable! The short row option of making it fit seems to be working out, find the instructions I used here at knotions. Unfortunately, it only shows up as a black blob in pictures when I'm not wearing it, and since it's not done, I'm not wearing it. I'm up to the part where the arms get added to the round, and I've got half an arm done, so there. Not too bad for a week's worth of knitting.
I did do more spinning, the results of which you can see below. The first two are the same skein (duh) which added up to 183 meters of moorit Shetland wool, in a light fingering weight. It's lovely to work with and squishy and soft.
The last picture is of 63 meters of Corriedale I received for my birthday from Japan (and Ashford), and I find it a nightmare to spin with. I'm not sure if that's the sheep's fault, but there you go.
Finally, an announcement!
I can't keep using my appointments as the only reason to Do Something Significant About My Future (she won't be there forever because my insurance just won't cover), so as an incentive to have Something Significant to say every week, I'm starting a second blog this Sunday. Judith not only goes USA (sometime, surely), but also Scotland (achievable, and sometime soon). I'll be inviting you to help me out with that quest. You'll not disappoint me, will you?
Showing posts with label Texan. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Christmas 2010, with extra snow on top
As promised, the post with actual pictures...
The Texan came over for christmas this year, so we got to treat ourselves to a little getaway (I love chasing down cheap lodging) as soon as he arrived. The destination: a small village not too far away, close to a nature reserve. The snow held off until we made it safely inside, and we didn't even get stuck in the mud when the navigation turned us into the shortest but muddiest route possible.
At least I didn't turn right into a ditch...
Anyway, East Brabant had snow, as you can tell and yes, I hugged a tree. Live with it!
We even found the narrowest tractor ever!
A while later, when we got back to the house, it snowed more. Is it a myth? I'll leave it to you to decide...
The Texan came over for christmas this year, so we got to treat ourselves to a little getaway (I love chasing down cheap lodging) as soon as he arrived. The destination: a small village not too far away, close to a nature reserve. The snow held off until we made it safely inside, and we didn't even get stuck in the mud when the navigation turned us into the shortest but muddiest route possible.
At least I didn't turn right into a ditch...
Anyway, East Brabant had snow, as you can tell and yes, I hugged a tree. Live with it!
We even found the narrowest tractor ever!
A while later, when we got back to the house, it snowed more. Is it a myth? I'll leave it to you to decide...
Thursday, December 23, 2010
remember what I said about the laptop?
Oh yeah. At least that frees up the phone so I can play Angrybirds
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