Friday - September 16, 2005
Getting Ready for Rhinebeck
My mom and I are going to go to Rhinebeck again
this year. We've made the hotel reservations, and she has her plane tickets.
When I looked at our swag from last year, I realized that I've made a sweater and a part of a sweater from the pinky purple yarn, that I've knit up about an eighth of the Koigu into a scarf, and that the sock yarn is waiting, all balled up and ready, for me to finish the AFSC sweater and so get to start another portable project. My mom is steaming away on her Blueberry. I'm planning on borrowing Caleb's sheep to help teach the imperfect. Only the Orange Aran is still languishing.
My parents are in town tonight and tomorrow morning as a stopping place while they head up to Cape Cod. They took Caleb and me out to dinner, and we ended up talking about the Harlot's latest escapades (Caleb is the only one of the four of us who doesn't read her at least occasionally) among other things. After dinner, we were talking about Rhinebeck and Blueberry and my poor, untouched sweater. I dug out the pattern and the yarn to show them.
It's such pretty yarn. It's not anything like any of the colors on the website; it's like unbaked pumpkin pie and the color of a wood floor and red hair and fall days. Looking at it feels warm. And the pattern is even prettier than I'd remembered.
I was sitting here, reading the pattern as I worked on the bands of the AFSC. The Oange Aran calls for 4.5 mm needles. That's what I was using to knit the bands. Maybe, once I finished the AFSC, I could cast on for the Orange Aran as my complicated project. After all, is winter in Rhode Island really lace shawl weather?
Then, however, I realized that the ribbing is done on sixes, which are currently in my Birch. Dang. I guess I really should be responsible and finish Birch before I start a new complicated project.
But I think I might have another set of sixes somewhere...
When I looked at our swag from last year, I realized that I've made a sweater and a part of a sweater from the pinky purple yarn, that I've knit up about an eighth of the Koigu into a scarf, and that the sock yarn is waiting, all balled up and ready, for me to finish the AFSC sweater and so get to start another portable project. My mom is steaming away on her Blueberry. I'm planning on borrowing Caleb's sheep to help teach the imperfect. Only the Orange Aran is still languishing.
My parents are in town tonight and tomorrow morning as a stopping place while they head up to Cape Cod. They took Caleb and me out to dinner, and we ended up talking about the Harlot's latest escapades (Caleb is the only one of the four of us who doesn't read her at least occasionally) among other things. After dinner, we were talking about Rhinebeck and Blueberry and my poor, untouched sweater. I dug out the pattern and the yarn to show them.
It's such pretty yarn. It's not anything like any of the colors on the website; it's like unbaked pumpkin pie and the color of a wood floor and red hair and fall days. Looking at it feels warm. And the pattern is even prettier than I'd remembered.
I was sitting here, reading the pattern as I worked on the bands of the AFSC. The Oange Aran calls for 4.5 mm needles. That's what I was using to knit the bands. Maybe, once I finished the AFSC, I could cast on for the Orange Aran as my complicated project. After all, is winter in Rhode Island really lace shawl weather?
Then, however, I realized that the ribbing is done on sixes, which are currently in my Birch. Dang. I guess I really should be responsible and finish Birch before I start a new complicated project.
But I think I might have another set of sixes somewhere...