This morning my husband start a fire going in our wood stove, so by the time I woke up, it was going good. To top my morning off, the coffee is still hot and fog is thick enough in my neck of the woods that I can barely see the tops of the mountains. Looks a bit Silent Hill-like between the houses. These are my favorite mornings.
In knitting news, last night I turned my first heal on my first knitted sock, and started the gusset. Even better? The ladies at Open Knit Night said I had done it right – and I cannot tell you how excited I am. All the socks!!! They may become Yule and Christmas presents . . next year.
I am using Patons Kroy FX sock yarn, in Clover. While I didn’t want to break out the super nice sock yarn for my first couple pairs of socks? I really like this yarn, and will probably use it a lot more. The pattern is Churchmouse Classics – Basic Sock. I really like this pattern so far, as it is more of a sock recipe, and that is awesome.
Seriously. It starts off rainy and wet and maybe a bit foggy, and morphs into a nice and sunny day by afternoon. OR it is a so so day, sunny for a bit in the afternoon, and then storms at night. Sometimes it storms all day, sometimes it is sunny all day. Not to mention occasional snow. My favorite, no sarcasm intended, is when we are at the cabins and there are low clouds drifting through the trees all around us, and it becomes a rainy or snowy morning, which is melted by about noon.
This morning I got to watch the clouds flow over the Bridgers while I enjoyed my coffee.
In other news, the last couple months I have been a knitting fool. Hats, cowls and more hats have happened. This month I have slowed down on the actually finishing projects, as most of my projects are a bit larger. Or a bit of a pain in the ass, aka – why did I think making yet another bloody scarf was a good idea, much less two of them. And yet, here I am, contemplating joining Christine Campbell’s Coddiwomple KAL. Why? I am a fan of her designs, and the name Coddiwomple caught my attention. I know what it means, having done so before and will be doing so again, but a project named after it? Aw yis.
Updates on my Evelyn Shawl as of last week. In this
picture I am in the middle of the first of three 18 row
repeats. Well, three minimum. You can do more.
And The Rose Goblin. Ever curious, forever wanting to lay
in comfort, or question a project’s existence.
I have been putting off some things for a bit while I work on hats and more exciting projects. Two of which are pictured below – The mesh scarf, and the Not a Noro Scarf. I tried to not start another project until I got those two done . . . but I gave in to the urge this last weekend. I was looking for a shawl for the 4 skeins of Juniper Moonfarm Moonshine in deep purple I had originally bought with the All shawl by Doris Chan in mind. However, I have already made that shawl a couple times using different yarns and I am a bit tired of it. When I stumbled upon Evelyn, I was sold. Granted, I will need a couple more skeins, but I have enough to tide me over until after Yarn Scout’s spring break. 🙂
Clockwise starting in the upper left – Mesh Scarf, Not a Noro Scarf, Evelyn Shawl.
This morning is a perfect morning for knitting – overcast, raining, and a bit nippy. It is also a perfect morning for trying new a new coffee. I picked up come huckleberry coffee a while back, but forgot about it in my freezer (sacrilege, I know). After unearthing it this morning, I ground some up and put it through my stove top espresso kettle thing – a little bit of cream and honey later, deliciousness. Highly recommended.
Day 1 did not start out so well, if only because I am out of practice with gauging how much yarn I need for a long tailed cast on. The first time I MAY have cast on 200 stitches before I realized I would not have enough for all 318. Third time ended up being the charm. (crowd cheers) And then I did nothing with it until Open Knit last night, when I did nerve wracking first row. Now, I don’t know about everyone else, but for me, the first row of ANY knitted project is . . . not exactly nerve wrecking, but definitely tense, most especially after casting on over 300 stitches. I almost dropped four. After that? Easy peasy, lemon squeezy. It was easy to drop down in to a semi-meditative state when I picked it up again at home.
Speaking of which – winter has finally come. Though it had only snowed maaaaybe an inch, roads around Bozeman where so slick that I was in 4lo and STILL sliding around. To be fair, this is my first winter drive with my new vehicle – and switching from a GeoMetro to a Dodge Durango is a BIG change. Note – I was highly impressed with how patient and considerate almost everyone was of everyone else. That does not happen nearly as often as one would think.
This morning, after reading The Healthy Knitter blog, I was started my rows for the day and reflected a bit about what she is blogging about. What does peace mean to me? What do I associate with peace?
Peace is what I am feeling right now. I am having coffee and watching the sun rise as I type, October and Rose Goblin curled up near me. Peace to me is that feeling of calm and happy stillness that overcomes me at times like this. I realized that I feel it more often than I had thought, but still want to evoke more often. Granted, sometimes my getting to this state is a little more . . . curse laden. Like this, and I do not think that will ever change.
On my porch, enjoying a hot cuppa. Not that I am knitting
anything exciting. ;P I just want to replace some wash
cloths we have had to toss into the rag bin.
A bush in our yard, I love taking pictures of it every year,
though I can never seem to capture the colors just right.
We have several aspens in our yard. Same are turning in big splashes
of color, this one in drops and dabbles here and there.