Wednesday, November 28, 2007
sink or swim...
Last week I bought a lb. of undyed merino roving at NW wools. It has sat, untouched in the bag, on my nightstand since then, purely because I have not had a moment to even think about starting to spin it. The end of the term is coming and I am realizing that this means a lot more work + preparing for finals. In addition to that I have started working a few extra shifts at the pool. Rargh. I have been thinking about moving into a tent in the backyard. I'm not really sure why, I feel like it would help me stay on top of things. I want to go back to the real woods! I don't like the city life!
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Manly scarf!
ooooh manly. This scarf is blue but it looks more gray in the picture. It is cascade brand peruvian highland wool or something. The pattern is "Henry" from knitty, flipped sideways. I should really be writing the paper that is due tomorrow for my Writing 121 class but... this is so much more fun. The scarf is maybe 75% finished but I haven't worked on it in a week or two. I think I will try to finish it this week.
drop it drop it drop it like it's hot
Yesterday I almost missed the drop spindle class I signed up for at NorthWest Wools. I ended up working a little bit later than I thought I would and had to run there. I was 1 1/2 hours late, but I felt like I still learned a lot. I came home and spun and spun and spun and then plied the yarn I had spun. This morning I woke up and spun some more and I didn't drop the spindle once! I am wicked excited about maybe taking a spinning wheel spinning class next.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Mystery Blanket
Friday, November 16, 2007
Baby sweater
this sweater will never be finished
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Take two: Tiny chair
I was sitting on the floor, doing my math homework, innocently. I looked up to see a ball of chocolaty alpaca, staring at me. I'm not sure but I think it must have rolled out of the closet. I reached, and when my fingers touched it's sweet fuzzy bliss I knew. I needed to knit. to knit a tiny chair. I needed to knit it immediately. One and one half hours later I still sat, surrounded by math papers and scraps of yarn, and in my hand was a perfect, adorable, useless chair.
I don't really understand what happened. I'm a little afraid.
I don't really understand what happened. I'm a little afraid.
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