Ten days until Christmas and while I’m definitely in hurry up and get these projects finished mode, I’m not panicking. I am, however, hyperfocused and am determined to be finished by Christmas Eve. No photos as these projects are destined to be gifts, but here is a photo of the grandkids to ooooh and ahhhh over.
Susannah, Harper, Annabelle, Charlee and Emma
After a long dry knitting spell I think I’ve gotten my knitting mojo back and have finished several projects that were started pre-covid. I keep forgetting that one of the biggest reasons my knitting/pottery projects were in limbo was because I broke my arm in March. It’s impossible to knit with a casted arm!
My First Go at Arm Knitting
These two FOs aren’t gifts so I decided to go ahead and show them off. The arm knitting experiment was interesting and easy so I ordered 12 skeins of jumbo yarn to knit up into one of those ginormous squishy throws that keep showing up in my Pinterest feed. The Trieste hat is for me to wear when I walk Dixie. My ball cap just hasn’t cut it warmth-wise on our last couple of walks!
Details on these projects can be found here and here.
It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows. Epictetus
The second sock of a pair for me; the yarn is a mystery, the pattern is in my head.
I need to bust a move on at least one of these projects, I have a pattern and yarn that is calling me like a sideshow barker, “Hurry, hurry, hurry! Step right this way! Get ready for the most fabulous project of your life! Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Should I (diplomatically) point out typos in a friend’s otherwise beautiful website? They’re nothing serious, nothing that couldn’t be fixed with a simple proofread; wouldn’t you want something that represents you to be perfect? Should I mention it or should I MYOB? What would you do?
The long promised winter weather is here. We have the trifecta – sleet, freezing rain and snow. It’s a perfect day to hunker down, drink your hot drink of choice and knit or spin or read or (insert your favorite activity here). The Iknead clan is warm, fed and happy. We have a lot to be thankful for.
From the Iknead front door.
I spent part of yesterday in the studio and pulled my stuff out of the damp box, getting ready to trim. I was surprised at how many pots I’d thrown.
A couple of these ended up in the clay recycle barrel, but overall, I’m pleased. I’m getting a little tired of bowls, though, and will probably start trying some new shapes when I can get back into the studio. The next ones have been bisqued and are kind of uniform:
I like the way the look stacked. As soon as the weather lets up a little, I’ll get them glazed and fire them one last time.
OFF THE NEEDLES
Scapula scarf from Quince&Co, done in Lark, which is 100% American wool, the color is Bird’s Egg. Very, very pleased with both the yarn and the pattern. If you haven’t yet, head over to their website and check them out. Really awesome stuff.
This is a really, really long scarf!
I’m linking with Frontier Dreams and Tami today. When you’re checking out Quince&Co, trip on over to these guys. Even more awesome stuff.
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity. Ellen Parr
Scapula, done in Lark yarn, color Bird’s Egg, 100% American wool
This has to be in my top ten fave projects, both the pattern and the yarn. Though I prefer to “buy local” to support my LYS, I have to admit that Quince & Co. has turned my head a time or two.
Another couple of projects, both Hitchhiker shawls, are still on the needles also, but progress is slow and nearly imperceptible. I’ll spare you the nearly identical pics. Hopefully, they’ll join the ranks of FOs in the next week or so.
Christmas knitting is going like gangbusters. One more evening of knitting on this particular project should wrap it up.
Les Miz scarf/shawl is moving right along, although when I took it outdoors for a picture I noticed that somehow one of the needles has pulled out, so that will be today’s Les Miz knitting.
Yesterday was a day of galloping startitis, so I caved and started Hilton Field Cowl, designed by Kate Gagnon Osborn, in a book called November Knits . I’m using Cascade 220 that I found in the sale bin at Yarn Mart, in the colors I love. Does it get any better than sale yarn in favorite colors? I don’t think so.
Our new normal finds us adding another granddaughter, Annabelle Kate, born September 23, 2012 and I’m liking it a lot. The Papoose is very pleased to be a big sister (so far) and seems to be taking the changes in her kingdom in stride. As she loves her cousin, Babydiva, like crazy, I expect she’ll feel the same about baby sister Annabelle. Three baby girl grands is just about more than Mr. Iknead can take, he’s totally, completely, no turning back and all bets are off in love with them, separately and collectively. Can’t smack the smile off his face.
ON THE NEEDLES
Dropsy is finished, but really, I ran out of yarn and so made a design feature change from scarf to cowl. The yarn was in the bargain bin at my LYS and I only had two skeins. Too short for a real scarf, but perfect for a cowl, so, that’s what it is.
IN THE OVEN
Sadly, nothing really, I’ve been too busy to do any baking, but I did try out a few new recipes when I was caretaking Annabelle and family. One was a crockpot recipe of rice and porkchops, thanks to Grandmary, Chicken Broccoli Alfredo which was a Campbell’s soup recipe and lastly, something called Chili Mac Skillet. I think Grandmary’s rice and porkchops won out, with the Alfredo a close second.
To be able to look back upon one’s life in satisfaction, is to live twice. Kahlil Gibran
Somehow this morning my skirt (which happens to be my current favorite) got hung up in one of the wheels on my chair. I had to just yank it out, but fortunately, it didn’t rip. What did happen is that it has grease or something on it. Pray that it will come out with a little elbow grease and stain remover this evening as soon as I get home. Arghhhhhhh!
BY THE BOOK
I finally finished my treadmill book, The Last Romanov, yesterday. Enjoyed it for what it was – fiction not even trying to pass for nonfiction. Now I’m shopping for another treadmill book, maybe Nicholas and Alexandra, in keeping with my current Russia/Romanov obsession. I read this a long, long time ago, when books were always made of paper and if not bought, were checked out of the library, with a signature and stamped date so you’d know when it return it. The olden days I suppose. Nicholas and Alexandra it is.
ON THE NEEDLES (STILL)
The Dropsy scarf has undergone a few changes, I added a few more stitches to widen it and am much happier with the way it looks. I took this pic this a.m. in natural light and the color is much truer than last weeks photo.
Still on babywatch at the Papoose’s house. Unless Bigmama goes into labor before hand, this time next Wednesday, we should have a brand new grand to show off. Bigmama’s WIP will become a FO! (sorry, a little knitting humor there).
Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom. It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it, miracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and taught. Herman Hesse
WIP offering. I have two (!) this week 1) Diamond Leaf Cowl by Darlene Joyce, a Ravelry pattern and 2) another rendition of the Molly scarf. Both yarns are a complete mystery, I dug them out of the stash, neither with ball bands. Story of my life. Both knitting up nicely I must say.
I must have love love loved the above yarn, I have a ton of it. Think a sweater for the Statue of Liberty, with some left over and you’ll get the idea.
A professional is a man who can do his best at a time when he doesn’t particularly feel like it. Alistair Cooke
one half and two rows finished with the Constanze scarf. I’m trying to save posting it until WIP Wednesday. I really like the way it’s turning out. I also got a few rows done today on the feather and fan dishcloth. This one’s not quite as fiddly as the scarf, so it’s a good project to work on at work when I need a little break.
We got beach pictures of the Papoose today. A bathing beauty without a doubt. She and her mom and dad just got back from a week at the beach, DSIL’s family owns a beach house in Grayton Beach, Florida and they have a family reunion there every year the first week in July. He is the youngest of five kids so with parents, siblings, spouses and kids it’s a crowd. I think the Papoose is number 11 in the grandkid line up, so I’m sure she didn’t starve for attention while there.
Here’s all the grandkids
The Ikneads are planning on going there the first week in August for their vacay. If you ask me, it can’t get here fast enough.
Always be a little kinder than necessary. Sir James Matthew Barrie (1860-1937)
to pressure and is convinced to model the FO Friday entry. Supermodels are such divas!
This FO is a skinny mistake rib scarf that I knitted on a road trip to Cleveland, Ohio, with my son, when he had a graduate school audition there. The name of the school escapes me at the moment, must be a senior moment. It didn’t work out, but he feels that he is exactly where he needs to be at this point in his life. We drove there, straight through from Little Rock and I’m here to tell you that that is one long car ride and in March, Cleveland is very, very cold and snowy. Would I do it again? In a New York minute. I wouldn’t trade that time with my baby boy for anything.
Blue’s her color, don’t you think?
If you can give your son or daughter only one gift, let it be enthusiasm. Bruce Barton