Works in progress, finished objects, yarn, patterns
blanket is finished. Now all we’re doing is reciting “patience is a virtue, patience is a virtue, patience …….”. Here’s the blanket, if I was just a couple inches taller, I could get the whole thing in the frame –
Ready anytime you are, Harper. Love you so much!
Familiar acts are beautiful through love. Percy Bysshe Shelley
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continues. No, DS and DIL are still waiting. Her official due date is 03/23, she’s on maternity leave, we practically jump through hoops whenever the phone rings. I know, I know, she still has a couple of days to go but Mr. Iknead and I can’t wait to meet this new blessing. Patience is not something I have an abundance of, but some things just can’t be rushed.
Here is today’s WIPW –
Josie the pug is the backdrop to just started Circle Socks, a Ravelry download. I can’t find the designer’s name to give her/him credit, so sorry! The yarn is from Pico Accuardi Dyeworks, Acid and Weed, created for “Yarns on Stage” and the colorway is Sneaker Wave, 100% superwash merino.
The Reverse Swirl Blanket for baby Harper is finished, lacking only a quick wash and very gentle block. That may be my FOF.
Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel and feeling. A song makes you feel a thought. E.Y. Harburg
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and not just because it’s Friday. On a whim this afternoon, I went to T.J. Maxx, mostly to kill some time, and scored two Le Creuset baking dishes, a 14 inch oval and a 10 1/2 x 7 inch rectangle, for $43.00. Is it weird that I photographed them so I could post pictures? I think they’re beautiful!
I also have a FO for FO Friday to show off, the Namibia Socks. I’ve actually been finished with them for a couple of weeks, but just haven’t had time to take photos and get them posted. That’s my own fault – if I’d do it more often, I wouldn’t have to learn how to post and such all over again. Practice, practice, practice. Here they are:
Here’s a little detail –
Nice, don’t you think? (Pay no attention to the wonkiness of the pics, can’t quite get it right today).
It’s been a good day.
Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts. Charles Dickens
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and I have a WIP to post. Actually, I have a number of WIPs, but this one happens to be the most urgent – a blanket for my new granddaughter, Harper, whose estimated arrival date is March 23. Yikes, surely it will be finished before then, right?
Though you have to use your imagination, here is Kelly Brooker’s Reverse Pinwheel Blanket, done in Michael’s Loops and Threads Impeccable, in Soft Rose.
To teach is to learn twice. Joseph Joubert
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Once again I’ve gotten behind on posting but I admit that it’s not anywhere near the top of my to-do list. What with work, knitting, exercising, reading and most important, a new grandbaby who should appear in the next couple of weeks, it has just not been a priority, but I’m making time for it today.
On the reading front, I started a new book yesterday evening that I’ve fallen in love with only 68 pages in – In the Sanctuary of Outcasts, authored by Neil White. I do most of my actual reading walking on the treadmill (thank you Santa for the Nook), and yesterday, I had a hard time stopping because I was so into my book. I’m not going to put in any spoilers, but it’s set in a Louisiana leper colony/prison. Tweaks the imagination, doesn’t it?
Eighty percent of success is just showing up. Woody Allen
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It’s Tuesday morning and I’m just coming down from my busy bee-ness over the weekend. I got a lot of things accomplished and have maybe an unhealthy fixation on crossing things off my to-do list, but it works for me.
I finished Mr. Iknead’s socks, he loves them and I love that he loves them.
Along with the abovementioned socks, dear S-I-L, Clefton, had requested a tea cozy a few weeks ago. Being raised pretty much in the U.K., he likes his tea and this is what I came up with –
If it looks familiar, it’s because I used my leftover sock yarn from Mr. Iknead’s socks and liked the farrow rib so much, I used it again. So, at the risk of repeating myself (which my dear children tell me I’m doing more and more often), I used Patons Kroy Sock Yarn, in Cadet Colors. Turned out well, don’t you think?
Baked three loaves of bread and tried my hand at Salted Caramel Brownies, a nifty little sweet that seems to be the flavor of the day right now. I made them Saturday afternoon and they’re already history. The thing about that is that it’s only Mr. Iknead and me at home now, and that’s a short time for two people and a pan of brownies. Self control? Not so much.
Fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; hate less, love more; and all good things are yours. Swedish proverb
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Wednesday and here is my current project, Namibia Socks, by Melissa K. Williams, her website is wwww.oceaniaknits.com.
The most difficult thing in the world is to know how to do a thing and to watch someone else do it wrong, without comment. T.H. White
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has finally starting packing up and leaving. The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.
I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry. Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to. Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about. Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.
I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it
Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie
3 eggs
1 cup sugar
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup light corn syrup
1/4 cup butter, melted
1 tsp. vanilla
1 cup pecan halves
1 unbaked pie crust
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl. Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans. Pour into pastry shell. Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean. Makes one 9 inch pie. Refrigerate any leftovers.
Live a life as a monument to your soul. Ayn Rand
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has finally starting packing up and leaving. The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.
I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry. Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to. Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about. Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.
I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it
Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie
3 eggs
1 cup sugar
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup light corn syrup
1/4 cup butter, melted
1 tsp. vanilla
1 cup pecan halves
1 unbaked pie crust
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl. Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans. Pour into pastry shell. Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean. Makes one 9 inch pie. Refrigerate any leftovers.
Live a life as a monument to your soul. Ayn Rand
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The Bunny Booties!!
The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. William Wordsworth
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project post, Farrow Rib Socks, designed by Nicole Okun. I’m actually a little further along than the photo shows. I’m on the instep decreases, on the home stretch to the toe. These are for Mr. Iknead, who likes to wear woolly house socks during the colder months. These are replacing the Jaywalkers he’s finally worn out.
Happy WIP Wednesday!
The man who trims himself to suit everybody will soon whittle himself away. Charles Schwab
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cold from Sunday has definitely moved in and set up shop. I can’t remember the last time I even had a cold. A couple of years ago at least. This is not because I am a fanatic about handwashing and what have you, I think just have a really, really stubborn, healthy immune system. But today, I’m an unhappy camper with a scratchy throat, runny nose and lots of sneezing and coughing. Yuck. Here’s the suspected carrier –
It’s impossible to turn down Susannah kisses, so I took a chance. Totally worth it! Now I have a date with Dimetapp and a box of tissues, but again, totally worth it.
Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why. Bernard Baruch
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