I don’t need to share pictures of the snow, because I’m sure everyone has seen enough. I’ve enjoyed my two snow days, though. Even though they were also my scheduled days off, it was kind of nice to be forced to stay home!
And right next to the swirl of snow outside the window, my Apple Blossom Amaryllis decided that it was a good time to bloom, so I keep turning to it to see what’s new. Yesterday there was one bloom; today there are two. Tomorrow…? I love this color. It’s as if spring has sprung in the dark of the winter!
My knitter brain has been kind of distracted lately. I’m in one of those phases: Thinking about thinking about knitting. Rushing into work so I can jot down the thing I thought of on the drive there. Picturing this or that combination of stitches, yarn, color. I decided that the best thing to do would be to finish a few things and clear space in my brain for whatever is coming next — so I finished Troika last week and wore it the next day. It’s so unusual, and so comfortable. I’m happy that I decided to re-knit it, because now I have a piece that is just what it should be.
After Troika, I went back to Bristol Ivy’s Lory Shawl—it’s all stockinette, with a welted row every once in a while, so it’s just knitting. Television knitting. I’ll finish it soon, when it will be more worthy of a picture. Right now it’s looking a little lumpy.
One of my days-off goals was to make it to the bottom of the laundry basket. I was making great progress, too, but this morning I passed a bag of yarn one too many times, and I paused over the Kauni just long enough to grab it and cast on. I’ve been telling myself that I’ll just knit until the color begins to change, or until the dryer buzzer goes off, but I know how that goes.
I could blame Kendra for tempting me with this yarn in the Stash Lounge at last year’s Knitter’s Review Retreat, but really, I’m thankful. I’ve always wanted to try it! I’m making up a shawl as I go along, and the biggest problem so far is making myself get up and switch loads.
Tomorrow is a work day. I hope I can get there easily, and I hope that the ponies and horses and their caretakers made it through the storm safe and sound. I’m looking forward to my work week, but I expect that I’ll be thinking about that red Kauni shawl, and wondering what the border should look like.