Reminder to self
The Design Gallery, current exhibition is New School Knitting: The Influence of Elizabeth Zimmermann and Schoolhouse Press. I missed the opening reception -- oh, that's what was niggling me over the weekend -- but the show is up through December 17th and there are a couple of other events of which to take note. There is a virtual exhibition catalog here -- be warned, I think a person could spend hours clicking away over there...
I am a Socktoberfest failure. Well, I guess not really a failure -- pretty much the only requirement for participation is that you love socks (and I do), and while calling it a love/hate relationship would be rather drastic, I do have issues. I have turned the heel on my first Bayerische sock and am mid-way through the gusset and I think I'm going to rip and start over. Sometime. I might finish my Celtic Braid (not far to go and there'll be a pair!) first. I still sometimes ignore the voices in my head, and sometimes even the gasping-with-surprise voices on the phone -- the ones that say, "Why would you do THAT?" So, yeah, I'm gonna rip and start over. I'll try it on one more time to make sure... I think I want longer and a better fit.
I have been working on a little sweater for the Dutchicans. It's a little bit of Opptuna and a little bit of another pattern modified to my gauge with some Lion Kool Wool from stash. There was sadness in Michigan last week, as one of the boys died -- I can't really even imagine -- so the multiple birth that was to be three will now be two. Every good vibe I've got is for those two boys' good health and growing strength in these last couple of weeks before birth.
I meant to work on the baby sweater, or cast on a Red Scarf last night, but instead it was the Beaded Smoke Ring (sans beads) that captured my attention. I'm going to make the sweater and scarf a priority, and the smoke ring (especially after the lace part is finished) will be take-with-me-everywhere knitting, and intend to cast on my Peace Fleece cardi on Monday at the latest!
Thanks for the kind words about Shirl and the moebius (I'm wearing it today!) -- heh, I never did give that one a pet name. ; ) It occurs to me that I probably don't express my thanks enough. Thank you. Thank you for reading my ramblings here, and especially for taking the time to drop in and leave a comment, ask a question, share an opinion, a memory, advice. I'm really sorry that I don't always respond -- I intend to, but life/time just doesn't allow.