I owe you pictures. My computer is back, just the same as ever, though I appreciate it more now.
But I owe you pictures.
The hood is taking forever for some reason. I'm enjoying this, but I am also ready to wear it. And there's been some startitis (all from stash, thankyaverymuch).
Remember project spectrum? Well, last day of April, here's my entry:
The sock yarn is my prize for being randomly selected as a winner in Sandy's blogiversary contest. Cool beans. I'm making a Claudia sock. Apparently, the picot edging virus was transmitted via the yarn. Sandy's doing the same. On the right is a swatch for a maybe vest in Rowan Silken Tweed in copper. I actually started it, and then for the first time ever, I found out why they always say "join in round BEING CAREFUL NOT TO TWIST STITCHES." Doh. A whole video movie's worth of knitting (Elizabethtown--odd), down the tubes. Oh well, I think I'm going to go a different way with the ribbing anyway.
I'm back on the job with the cashgora. Justine should have her final wedding shawl installment in the next week or two.
And despite not being fancy enough to be able to moblog like Judy, I did get a shot of the Most Excellent potluck lunch at the CT Sheep & Wool festival. Note to self: knitters+potluck=really a lot of delicious, homemade, wonderful food. Do not worry about not having enough.
Sunshine, food, knitters, and good conversation. Good stuff. Of course, everyone seemed to, erm, skitter off, after lunch. I think they might have been avoiding me. I couldn't even enable anyone into a (rather expensive, but still nice) polwarth fleece. The kids had a blast up until the end when exhaustion caught up with them and there was a balloon incident (yes, it was me you were staring at with the two kids throwing themselves on the ground screaming, sigh). When we finally got in the car, it was about 5 minutes before they were out cold. Too much excitement. Still. The kids loved it, but it will be fun to go to NH and have some mom-time too.
I haven't had an official modeling of Henry's green sweater, so here's a pick from the fest that I like:
No, we didn't buy the sheep.
Tomorrow is my first day as a regular employee. I've been there since last February, but I'm strangely nervous. Life is weird sometimes, isn't it?