You’ve been traveling, but what’s my excuse? I think I’ve been fighting something – have felt like I’ve had a very low grade bout of flu (gee, did I just have a chill? are those my muscles aching? maybe? a nap would be nice…) – and work has been non-stop, though actually quite productive (dear boss is on vacation, as much as I adore him, I do get more done when he isn’t here). Good enough? No? Well, maybe a nice juicy photo-heavy post will make up for it.
First things first – Bea is having a contest. Hie thee there and enter, if only to generate another entry for you dear sister/mother/aunt/whatever. It is for darn tooting I will not win on skill, so I need to depend on my friends.
Second, the big knitting update.
Two things from the weekend – Pearl’s Pi, which admittedly at first looked more like a tart. Since he has been sick I’ve been meaning to knit him one and it also used up some stash. I was pretty happy with how it turned out, especially the fulling. I haven’t been able to catch a shot of him sleeping in it yet, though it is apparent from its current condition that someone has slept in it. I don’t think it was Wilson.
And the second thing, another charity hat. Not too exciting, but it did use up some more stash. I am always amused at how I look in these pictures in the mirror – kind of quizzical, like why does that lady want to take my picture? Especially in this silly hat?
I have also been working on a long-neglected project, the Forest Path stole from Interweave Knits several years back. You can get the actual reference on Ravelry. I call mine Forever in the Forest because I’ve been working on it for so long. I started it in Toronto where Wilson and I were celebrating our 25th anniversary, and then I lost it at Niagara Falls on the same trip, then started it again, and it just hasn’t moved very fast. I blame the bobbles in the lily-of-the-valley.
Finally, on a melancholy note, I ask that you pause and honor Wilson’s Uncle Jim, who left us this week. He was a very smart, very funny, very loyal man who will be missed by his family but recognized for a long time in the wit and spirit of his children and grandchildren and even his nieces and nephews. It was an honor to know him.
Peace and love,