Tuesday, January 30, 2018
North Atlantic, by Lone Kjeldsen, and I'm using a random mix of unrelated yarns from the back of the stash--let's see: the brown main color is Natural Wool by Wools of New Zealand in shade 523, which has to be just "natural brown"--this one is a very "wooly" wool, lofty and loosely spun. Yum. The mid-tone gray is my one sacred skein of Shepherd's Wool worsted in the perfectest gray, called "Beaches", and the lightest is that old standby, Paton's Classic "Winter White". The red contrast color is a skein of burgundy Berrocco Superwash Wool, which got the lead role here when the succulent skein of Posh Worsted from The Uncommon Thread that was Plan A proved to be too thin. Well, good luck to you, regular burgundy superwash. Don't let me down. Oh, I am having such a good time knitting this. Doc even noticed it, which he never, ever does, and said, "I like that." Gasp! More to come, and soon.
Susan Branch. Wait! Before you go! Don't delve into Susan Branch unless you are already equipped with some watercolors and paper, because you will drop everything and start painting lamps and shells and whatever little knicknacks live on the shelf over your kitchen sink. You'll be practicing your hand-lettering. You'll forget what time it is. You'll also forget that you hate winter [for a minute] and I swear you will smell cinnamon and sugar. She's delightful, and I love her like I love Santa Claus. Okay, go ahead.
Puntilla, all finished:
blanket! Without her, that would still be a pile of squares, haunting me and making me feel guilty. I'm so pleased. You should go have a look.