The Not-So-Little-One takes dance classes at a local studio. They have a yearly recital, and rehearsal for it is in full swing. Each week, NSLO's class (4-6 year olds) takes a turn practicing in the "big room," while that class (maybe 7-9? definitely a year to three older) sits & watches. Since the big room is open, we parents take the opportunity to see what our little darling princesses are doing.
Needless to say (it's waiting), I bring my knitting. I even bring it out to the big room & continue while they dance.
A couple of weeks ago, when I walked out with the other parents, I heard three or four girls (they're all girls) in the big class whisper to each other, "Knitting! she's knitting! Look, knitting!"
Who says knitting is an old-fogie craft?
(I always wonder in these rather specific posts if someone's going to say, "Wait! I know who you are!" I'm pretty sure I don't have enough readers for that, but it would be serendipitous!)
Note: it's getting colder & the tomatoes have stopped ripening on the vine, so I thought now would be a good time to post this draft I wrote up. In August.
We haven't had as good a garden year as last year*. The weather's been fine, but the gardening-husband has been all about the pool**, and the weeds have run rampant. However, the weather has been perfect for tomatoes: (Isn't that an arty shot? I think the paper plate adds a little something, no?) We didn't just go for ordinary tomatoes this year, oh no. We have red and orange cherry tomatoes, regular red tomatoes, big orange tomatoes (an accidental purchase, but quite tasty nonetheless), and a couple of heirlooms. The early orange cherry tomatoes were spectacularly sweet, but I think my favorites overall are the one at the front there. Which, naturally, is the only one we can't remember the name of.
* We also had very sad bird luck this year. All the babies died. The Not-So-Little-One was not nearly as traumatized as I was.
** Community; not personal.
I'm making the Not-So-Little-One a sweater. I'm using a pink/blue denim yarn (that website might think it's purple). Wanna see? Pretty, isn't it? Oh, you wanted to see a sweater? Well. See, I was very diligent about measurements. Carefully marking things. Why, I even made a swatch, and I even washed it. See? See the notes about the washing? Oh, yes, I was very careful. Perhaps you noticed the other, more important part of the notes: I knitted almost all of those three balls of yarn before I realized there was a problem. I have absolutely no idea how I missed the obvious. The measurements? they make sense this time.
I entered two things in the county fair this year: Lady Eleanor, and a pair of plain toe-up socks. Both won blue ribbons. I am quite astonished. Don't get me wrong; I am as pleased as punch about it. But I have no doubt that if, say, Kim, or Terby, or, well, pretty much any blogger I read** were to compete, I wouldn't be quite so blue. (As always, click on the picture to make it bigger)
* That's a terrible representation of the color; the picture here is much better.
** I should probably edit that list of blogs over there, hmmm?
Remember how a year, or two (or more) ago, people were talking about whether they were process knitters or product* knitters?
Well, I had a talk today, so I needed some mindless knitting. Last night, I tried to make my heel so as to have just stockinette. I finished it up, and realized that the foot was too small. I had to rip it all out.
Now, I realize that all knitters are annoyed when they have to rip something out. But I wasn't surprised or disappointed in myself for getting it wrong; I wasn't testing it often enough. No, I just wanted that hour & half back, so I could go to bed earlier.
I think I'm a product knitter.
* Does anyone remember the word actually used?
** This is not going to be a very tall sock; hopefully it'll be warm enough.
For those of you who have been reading for a while, you may recall that I am quite fond of Lady Eleanor from Scarf Style. Why, I even bought the yarn and finally started it. Well, she's gotten quite big. She's gone from the 12 rows of squares in that last linked entry to 42. I'm getting close to the end, and I am thinking about possibly putting on the fringe. Why? well, I was thinking about the county fair coming up this summer; wouldn't she make a lovely entry?
I wrote this a month ago. Since then, I've finished her off, (discovered why I have so many more rows than the pattern does -- I bet you know why that is), washed & blocked her, and submitted her to the fair.
A long time ago, I decided to make a sweater for the Not So Little One, who, you may recall, was less than wildly enthusiastic about it. Because it was yellow, you see, which isn't pink. Well, I finished it.* It has a couple of problems. Something about the neckline doesn't work as a cardigan so it hangs funny, and I (very cleverly, I'm sure you'll agree) forgot to make buttonholes. NSLO wore it to school once anyway, but only once. However, over the winter, it turned out to be a Very Useful** house sweater, and has been used pretty well since then. I think I'll try again -- once I figure out the neckline thing.***
*No, really, yellow; a nice, sunshine-y yellow. Not white. Despite the picture, not white. ** We're reading Winnie-The-Pooh, who is a Bear of Very Little Brain but who nonetheless often does Very Useful things. *** My knitting group gave me some advice when it was done months & months ago, but I am not sure (still!) I quite get what needs to be done. It might help if I think about it...