I adapted the Spud and Chloe hat stripes to argyle. Not the easiest thing to do when knitting in the round. I’ve never used three colors in one row before. It might not be as difficult with fingering weight yarn but it was almost too much with worsted weight used double.
Margaret's Hat
Lion Brand Wool Ease in Violet, Avocado and another yarn in Ivory. I-cord ties and tassels.
Happy Birthday Margaret!
I’m still recovering from the weekend with my grandkids and daughter-in-law. When you reach the mid-century mark (plus a few years) it takes awhile to recover from too much fun.
Bishop wanted nothing to do with the crafty goodies I planned except for the stencils I made. We used cotton balls as daubers. That lasted a total of 10 minutes. Pictures later.
I knit a hat Friday night to mail to a friend who thinks knitting isn’t cool. He just got his hair cut and now his head is cold. Pictures later.
Last night I was finishing up my special project and started getting a headache. I’m using a dark yarn and binding off the edge. The stitches kept sliding off the double-point needles and I couldn’t see the stitches to pick them back up. I know that knitting at night with a dark yarn is never good for me but I wanted to finish this project. After fiddling with it for a few minutes with my hands directly under a light, I got the edge bound off. Finished. Pictures later.
Gotta run. Remember: pictures later.
Stop saying knitting is something only old ladies do.
I learned to knit when I was a kid. I knit scarves for my friends when I was in high school.
I knit when I became a stay-at-home-mom.
I’ve knit off and on my whole life. I didn’t consider myself “old” then and I certainly don’t consider myself “old” now.
Kids knit. Teenagers knit. Women of all ages knit. Men of all ages knit.
Knitting is not something only old ladies do.
So just stop it.
Happy Groundhog Day! No matter what the groundhog sees or doesn’t see, we’re still having six more weeks of winter.
It’s foggy outside. Very foggy. I don’t know why some people drive 65 mph when they can’t see one car length in front of them. About seven years ago there was a 100+ car pile-up close to where I now work because people drove 65 miles an hour in the fog when they couldn’t see one car length in front of them.
No knitting happened yesterday. I did go to work late once the temperature rose above freezing and I could drive down the driveway and hill to the main road. Sliding a half mile downhill in my car is not my idea of fun.
I am 3/4 of the way done with the special project that I wanted to have finished on Monday. And I still have the left side and sleeve to seam on the papaya cardi.
Am I afraid to finish these? I don’t know. My brain is foggy.
Knitting In Flashes 