Just finished another hat! And this one is for Dulaan, I swear. And damn, is it soft and warm. I would move to Mongolia for this hat. Okay. Maybe not. But I would move to the couch for this hat, that’s for sure.
The orange/tan is plied merino/tencel, the orange is corriedale, and the grey stuff is lovely merino/silk, all from Deep Color.
I’m loving knitting the handspun — I don’t know why it’s so much softer than commercially prepared stuff, but it is. It’s probably because I’m not doing it right or something. But I’m digging it. I want to make socks. Oh, yes.
I’m sleepy, and my sentence structure breaks right down into very simple short sentences when I’m like this. Uh-huh. Yawn.
Hey! In the new Vogue Knitting, I started the 9th pattern, the Flame Stitch Cardigan, but that stitch pattern breaks down for me somewhere in rows 13-24 of the pattern. The first 12 are fine and make a good-lookin’ flame, while the second set make an offset crooked leaf, rather than an offset copy of the first 12 rows. I haven’t had the time or the spare brain cells to figger out the problem, though. Anyone else? It hasn’t hit their errata page yet. I really don’t think it’s me, but it could be. Somebody, start a sleeve or something and let me know…..
Okey doke. It’s your morning, but it’s my goodnight. And please for the love of all that’s holy, don’t honk your horn in someone’s driveway, even if it’s the daytime. You never know who needs her sleep. And when exactly did knocking go out of style? No one knocks in my hood, I tell you that. Anywho. ‘Night.
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