No one wants to sit here anyway. It’s got about seven years of Gus hair on it.
It smells just like Sweetums!
And Cora has to sleep on the floor.
I was happily knitting on the vest when I realized that the band just didn’t look right. I worked several more inches hoping that it would look better. But it didn’t. It got worse. What do I do?
What do I do? Why, rip it out of course. I only had to make one cut in the yarn and that was due to the two rows that had the same yarn in the patterning. So, I could say that there were no unnecessary cuts. When I finish this front I’ll make an attached band my way.
Except for two perennials, I’ve gotten all my flowers planted. Now I can relax and enjoy them. I still haven’t heard from the yard guy. Does that mean I have to look for another? Pook!
It was humid and I had a headache. It seemed like a great time to get renewed. I love the way Nancy tweaks my toes and feet. I could almost go to sleep. I really should go more often. My toenails are now a lovely deep pink. I’m not a pink person, but I was drawn to it for some reason.
Then it was on to the hair salon. Ginny was on vacation, so I tried Kathy. I was very happy with the results. The back is very short and layered, but you can still see how thick my hair is. The front is just long enough to tuck behind my ears. It really looks good with my little round glasses, but I’m still ugly.
I finished the back of the vest and I’ve started on the front. It has been so much fun. I love watching the patterns develop and picking out the colors. The pattern calls for five colors and I have nine or ten.
I really need to get back to sewing. I bought some patterns that I haven’t touched. Part of the problem is the lousy shrug pattern I bought. I had to get out the Do Sew and completely redraw it. The thing has been cut, but I haven’t sewn it yet. I guess I am still aggravated with it. I should just make something else. I could use another nightie or two. But, I am a finisher. So there it sits, waiting to be finished. And, well, there is a fire band on so that’s out.
I’m a mite perturbed right now. So I stared out at the creek for a while to unwind. How could this not make you smile? Will I ever tire of it?
I drove down to Mernie’s a few days ago to get local strawberries. They are small, but the most delicious I’ve ever tasted. Well. I managed to spend around fifty dollars. They also had local asparagus and those little red potatoes that go so well with just about anything. The peaches were from South Carolina, but they looked good so I bought some. Then, there were the flowers in the greenhouses. So much fun all in one place! I love life here. Moving here was the best thing that Sweetums ever said to me.
Yes. I know it’s officially Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival, but all you need to say in the tri-state area is Sheep and Wool and wool people know. I didn’t take any pictures this year, but I took one of my loot when I got back to Reisterstown. And, of course, after I got home I realized I noticed I didn’t include everything. The Berroco books will have to wait.
I was happy to find the Japanese book that Gayle raved about, but there weren’t any pattern books to speak of. I found a couple of stores on-line that have several. Now, I must decide which ones. The buttons are from Creatively Dyed Yarns. And, you know what? I didn’t buy any yarn from them this year. This could be due to the fact that I had already bought yarn from three other stalls. I am so glad that Signature Needle Arts is getting down to the smaller sizes in circulars. I got a 3 and a 4 and I am hoping that 2 will be coming out soon. I picked up a neat little needle case. The fabric is pretty thin. And, I can’t help but wonder how long it will last. But, then I thought I could easily make another with sturdier fabric. I’ve spent as much on patterns.
The little cat was for my son. I got cards from the two women who make the animals. They do special orders and I think my daughter would a little Bo like her Maine Coon.
If you have an opportunity to learn from this woman, do it. You won’t regret it. She knew how to use, and made good use of, a projection screen. She brought plenty of great samples–a must for us fiber types. Even the amount of time spent on each phase was planned. And there was still time for individual assistance. I believe everyone learned a lot and had a great time. I know I did. After a day and a half, I was pretty tired. But, I am an old fart.
Here are my samples. They may not look like much to you, but they are a great help to me.
Around 11 this morning, I heard her scratching on the door to the garage. I knew it was her by the scratch. It was warm last night so she didn’t bother to come home. I called her a slut. She told me to shut up and get her something to eat. I mentioned that she also missed supper. She said it didn’t matter. She had something that was warm and juicy and a little runny–just the way she liked it.
Now, she had to catch up on sleep. And turn out the damned light. Please.
I am so tired that I can hardly walk. My brain is so full of new stuff that I won’t be able to think for the next year.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 