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Knitting

The one where she gives

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the Wollmeise socks the boot (no pun intended).  I took a close look at the yarn I was using and decided that the Sinfonia yarn was totally wrong for the project, for any sock project actually.  If I had kept going, my socks were going to be way, way too thick to ever wear with shoes.  So, as much as I liked the color and the sock pattern, I frogged them completely.  Note to self:  Sport weight yarn is not sock pattern friendly.  The yarn’s not dead, just waiting for the right project, maybe a scarf or hat. 

So, I really have nothing to share tonight, but I’ll do better tomorrow, I promise.

Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it.  David Starr Jordan  (1851-1931)

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Knitting

The one where she spends

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Saturday doing a whole lot of not much.  I did do some stash organizing and such.  I had completely forgotten some yarn that I excavated.  I need a new sock project, I went through patterns I have and just can’t make up my mind.  Sometimes I have to let an idea percolate before it’s ripe enough to pick.  All in good time.

Tact is the knack of making a point without making an enemy.  Isaac Newton (1642-1747)

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Knitting

The one where the long neglected

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Quickset socks pass out of the realm of the wip and into the heaven of FO.  I wish I’d known how quickly they’d be finished, they probably wouldn’t have languished as long as they did.  No matter, I now have a new pair of beautiful, fit like a dream, socks.  As soon as I find the ball band, I’ll share yarn specifics.  Check these out!

 I give up.  Feeling optimistic, I launched an assault on my stash, no go.  The ball band has gone wherever ball bands go when it seems imperative that they be found and posted.   Somewhere, a ball band is laughing….

Back to the real world tomorrow, snowmaggeddon has come and gone and work awaits.

If you want to make peace, you don’t talk to your friends.  You talk to your enemies.  Moshe Dayan (1915-1981)

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Knitting

The one where the pressure

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is off re: Snowmaggeddon.  It started snowing about 7 a.m. today and snowed hard for a solid ten hours.  Mr. Iknead measured it about 4 p.m. and according to his ruler, we had about seven inches.  Needless to say, life as we know it has come to a (temporary) skidding halt and will probably stay that way through tomorrow.  Here’s what happened at my house today:  I baked another Topsy Turvy Apple pie and have nearly finished the Quickset socks;  I decided to kill two birds with one stone with the photo today –

and made a pot of baked potato soup.  Very good on this cold, snowy day. 

I took these pictures looking out the front door about 10 a.m.  Amazing –

Hide not your talents, they for use were made.  What’s a sundial in the shade?  Benjamin Franklin (1706 – 1790).

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