The Day I Made It Happen

Ever have one of those days? OK. Ever have one of those days lately? You know the ones. In the morning, things are clear to the horizon: no errands, no vet appointments, no oil changes. Nothing until 3:30. Plenty of time to cast on and get going on something fun and new.

So ... how did it get to be 7:30 tonight before I could sit down and pick up the needles. And not even start the new project? Not complaining, just diverted to the seed stitch portion of something else, some stealth knitting during the band concert. (CRHS bands are terrific, by the way. Especially the symphonic band. Especially the oboe player in the symphonic band who played a solo)

Fast forward three hours. Dogs fed, cat fed, late dinner simmering, that new project back on the radar. Started casting on and — wait for it — the lights went out. (Really now. How could I make that up?) Dinner got cold, but I was not to be denied:



Technical details: The pattern is this. The yarn is this.

Signs of Fall

I know when autumn is coming because this tree always announces the news. Sometimes it's the middle of August; this year, it held off until the first of September:



I know when autumn is coming because a pair of fingerless mittens becomes my project de rigueur. This year, it's times two.




Top, pattern and yarn, Blue Sky's brushed Suri, purchased here. This pair is finished and already with its new owner.

Bottom, Frog Tree's alpaca worsted, which I found on sale here. It appears to have been discontinued, so if yer interested, buy now, buy often. The pattern is from the book and is, so far, smartly done. Perhaps this pair will stay closer to home.