Posts Tagged ‘February Lady Sweater’

Is It Saturday All Ready?

June 6, 2010

Where did the week go anyway?  It is so hard to blog when it’s so hard to stay in for any reasonable amount of time.  Then there are so many other things that need to be done. 

This is Dot.  She is one year old and will gladly give you her opinion on everything.  Her former owner was “allergic”.  Dot is the one with allergies, but it’s not bad — just an occasional runny nose or watery eye.  She has been going outside for two weeks and she really likes it.  She will come and get you and holler at you and lead you  to the door.  She is really good about coming in when it’s dark unlike some cats we know.  Why did we get her?  We wanted another cat.  That’s it.

I’ve been working on the sweater.  It doesn’t look anything like the original.  I wish that exact lengths were given rather than “desired length”.

It was really hot this afternoon so I started a pair of cotton entrelac socks.  Sorry for the poor picture.  I should have used my other camera.

Finished Hopscotch Socks

May 24, 2010

Another great pair of socks!  Six down.  Six to go.  I finished these on Saturday.  I had hoped to finish them sooner, but the weather has been so great.  I’ve been planting flowers.  I have eight hanging baskets on my deck and six other planters to fill.  All the colors of flowers make me feel so good.  I still have three pots to fill and several Impatiens which I scatter around. 

Dot says the flowers smell really nice.

I started the February Lady Sweater on Sunday.  It’s pretty boring and mindless so far, but if I can live through the yoke, I’ll be OK.  I hope that the author is correct on the yardage.  I have about 300 more yards than needed and I want to make the sleeves longer.  I don’t want to be disappointed.  I originally wanted to make a Louisa Harding sweater, but the yarn was inappropriate.  The yarn I’m using is at least fifteen years old that I bought because Doug liked it.  And now, I am finally getting around to knitting something with it.  Don’t listen to your husband while looking at yarn.