I just finished these mittens for the middle granddaughter – a Christmas gift (she didn’t request them until New Years, so they’re a little late!) that she’ll get before the end of January. They are very simple – she wanted warm, so they are Lopi, from Reynolds, knit on needles two sizes small – it makes for a very dense fabric! I used 92 grams for the pair, with yarn passed on by one of the Quaker Knitting Goddesses that was sitting in her stash, then mine.
Gumtrees and Galaxies, an Australian blog, encourages reading on environmental issues and experiences (https://gumtreesandgalaxies.com/2022/01/16/wombats-and-wonder/). In the interest of sharing a book I enjoyed (to where I didn’t put it down and go to sleep until I couldn’t focus on the words any more!), which I found in my local library. R. Glendon Brunk spent years in Alaska, homesteading, raising a daughter, running sled dogs, working in the woods, hunting and guiding – any thing that would get him out in the wilderness and on the land. I’m not sure I like him as a person; he was so wrapped up in himself that his marriage and family suffered, although he seems to have retained good relations with his former wife, and his daughter – or he’s rebuilt them. The word pictures of the wilderness of Alaska – and Africa, Asia, and other wild places to which he’s traveled – are really well done. He was close enough to the environment of Alaska to see the harm done by the pipeline (one of his jobs was monitoring the caribou) and rampant greed. This book was published in 2002, so it’s certainly not new, but the issues have not changed. He’s a good writer, and doesn’t gloss over his shortcomings, or the difficulties of life around the Arctic Circle. Having no idea how available this book is, I’m not going to tell you to go hunt it down, but I’m really glad I stumbled across it.
Photo taken through a friend’s living room window on Thursday – they were gone by Friday! I tried but failed to catch the droplets falling off the ends.
The snow that fell in the beginning of the week was perfect for building things. Maybe by golf season, those clubs will be available – but it’s cold enough he’s unlikely to loose his arms any time soon!
Another pair of fingerless mitts for my wonderful brother-in-law. It is unlabeled yarn from stash. I think if I were to do this again, I would try to do them top down, so I could use every bit of the variegated, and maybe insert stripes of the solid in the cuffs as necessary.
Sun coming through the frost on my window as I headed out this morning. Temperature outdoors: 0 F, -18 C.
I’ve been cat sitting (and house sitting, but Dragon is the important one!) since I returned from Christmas. This morning he was bouncing off the walls – literally! – knocking things off shelves, going outdoors, coming in, going out, coming in – he wants to be out, but then he realizes it’s COLD! I want some of his energy! At least he’s calmed down enough now so I can get the knitting out without worrying he’ll attack it.
It’s a new year! In Vermont, it’s hard to believe it’s January – the temperatures are too warm! It should be snow, but the day has been misty, drizzle, drip, rain, drizzle – so I’m giving you a fake snowflake!
My objective of the day was to complete the body of the sweater I’m knitting for my cousin – and it took me all day, but I did finish the last three rows and get the 346 stitches bound off. (I will admit to napping when the cat got in the way of knitting, though! We both did.) Now it’s on to knitting the sleeves.
Ha – did that fake you out? These are the colors I saw the other night, as storm clouds cleared, and the evening sun was setting – orange blushed clouds, with some very bruised looking ones. But I was driving the highway, and didn’t stop for the photo that would match these colors. Stitch pattern for the cowl from the Japanese Knitting Stitch Bible; yarn from stash – very, very old stash – Mary Maxim Mohair Glitter (acrylic, wool, metallic – not a breath of mohair!), of which I used about 35 grams.