I made yarn! I spent a lovely, rainy, foggy Monday vacation day spinning the Corriedale batt I purchased from Grafton Fibers at Rhinebeck. This was such a pleasure to spin! I’d forgotten how soft Corriedale can be, and how lofty it is. The skein is 392 yards of a two-ply yarn that looks like it’s about DK or even sport weight (Wraps per inch? Eh.). It is asking to become mitts or mittens, and a little scarf. I have a couple of ounces of fiber left to spin, but all I know is that I have been pacing the floor while this yarn dries so I can wind it and start knitting.
Luckily, I read Margene’s post yesterday about her latest mitts adventures, and I ordered two patterns from Anne at Knitspot — Fine Cabled Mitts and Delicato Mitts. I’m sure I can adjust either of the patterns to work with my yarn. Who knows what will become of my own adventure?
I’m enjoying all the knitting I have going on. I knit a little each evening on the Shifting Sands/Midnight Waters (?) scarf. Here’s what I have so far, which is about 30 inches. I’m so convinced that no photograph will do this yarn justice that I’ll be surprised if it actually does!
I’ve been working on a red scarf and the second Lenten Rose sock, too. I guess this means that at the moment I’m a process knitter, doesn’t it? I have plenty of time for all my projects, and I like this feeling of opening up the box of chocolates and choosing whatever strikes my fancy.
There’s a lot of reorganizing and shifting (and book-hauling) going on at work, so I’ve been coming home late and weary. Not that brain-dead summer or holiday weary, though, so I still have energy for knitting in the evening.
In old news:
:: The Saga of the Crock-Pot: Found at last. A Rival 3-quart round crock-pot, decorated with a dumb little fruit and veggie border, but that fits my needs just perfectly. Now that I have it, I have to use it, don’t I? So far I’ve made chicken with salsa. Whoop-de-do.
:: The Saga of My Jaw: Resolved, even though the answer is to have a wisdom tooth pulled. I’m one of the lucky few whose wisdom teeth have never caused any trouble, until now. Luckily it’s not an urgency, and the dentist did a quick fix. Now I can wear my clench-preventing night guard again, and I feel almost all better!
We have Real Winter here — it’s not going to reach 32F, I don’t think. I know, I asked for it. I have my usual Wednesday errands to do, and after that, you’ll find me curled up with some Corriedale yarn and a cup of tea!
Not Plain Jane 