My Green Sweater is Finished



At four months Magnus and I were nursing with unbelievable ease. It was like finding your stirrups after you mounted a horse without looking down. They're right where you put your feet and you looked so cool to folks who didn't ride much. You were experienced.

That's how I felt about nursing. With friends, I latched on without looking to see where his mouth was. I kept up with a conversation about books and movies. I even managed to get up from a chair and walk across a room without breaking the latch. I also knitted this gorgeous green sweater.



Very simple stuff. Take your gauge, multiply it by your circumference and knit. Pick up stitches for the sleeves. No collar, no finishing. I just might knit another. Weekend Knitting has a pattern for it, so does Hollywood Knits. If you don't want to buy designer yarn, go with the Hollywood Knits version which is simply knitted on size 13 needles carrying two strands of worsted weight cotton. I used local yarn* for my sweater. Don't you love the green? Apparently I missed a season of green when I was pregnant as someone told me this green is last year's color.

Nursing today is not nearly as easy. Magnus has gone from giving people sneak peeks to full exposure (what's going on over there?) The hot weather hasn't made it any easier either. So the bag of yarn I bought on mother's day is still a bag of yarn. I did cast on Victoria's tank late last night and am joining a knit-along to ensure that I finish it in a timely manner. I will keep you posted on my progress.

And we finally got the poplars down. Early this year a large branch came down so fast that Ceili would not go into the backyard to pee no matter what (she's the dog with the hundred mile bladder).

They kicked some serious butt getting the trees down in two days (I took some video which I'm going to try to post) but the guys hauling the wood away were a different caliber. It took them more than two weeks. I finally told them that I did a better job when I was eight and helping my dad bring in wood for the winter. Yeah that made them happy. Four guys whose only job they can hold is hauling wood being told they can't work as hard as an eight-year-old girl. But they put in a full eight hour day and finished it the following day. I also told them we weren't going to pay them if we had to finish the job ourselves this weekend.

*RainShadow Farm in Kingston, Wash. You can email her at rainfarm@tscnet.com.

Posted: Thu - June 24, 2004 at 11:27 PM        

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