Friday, May 27, 2016

Etc.

 

Darling, beautiful, gorgeous May. I sit beside the open window, breathing lilac. Songbirds trill. Even my neighbor's lawnmower is evoking happy, nostalgic reveries of pastoral life. Summer! How I love you. There is the giant crochet granny, slowly growing (though I am, as always, torn between putting a few rounds on it and dropping everything to read this book.)
It grows, I swear. It's one of those things that is fully about the process, because probably in the end I will just fold it neatly and put it on a shelf. Maybe not. Maybe I will paint one room completely white and take everything out of it except the perfectly-beat-up thrift store bed, a stack of books. I'll hang one perfect piece of vintage art slightly off-center on an otherwise empty wall, and then I'll throw this blanket artfully across the rumpled white linens. Maybe a plant. Goals. Meanwhile, I just really do love to crochet, and I really do love to choose the next color; something about that is so satisfying. Watching the colors pile up next to each other is a thrill, every time.
I finally swapped out the (beautiful but waaaay tooooo looooong) turned wooden needles that are such a joy to look at and to dream of using but which are annoying in the extreme for this much more efficient slippery circular needle, and now this project is finally clipping along at a decent pace. Using the right tools for a project makes all the difference in the world. Knit? Crochet? Read? I can't decide. I also want to sew, embroider, paint, spin, bake a pie, hook a rug from wool I dyed myself using plants from the garden, learn to make wine, write a novel. Etc.
 
 

 

Friday, May 20, 2016

A Gigantic Wrap for Spring

 

It just may finally be too warm to wear this, but that is never guaranteed. This is Stephen West's Boneyard Shawl, knit in Malabrigo Rios (three skeins) in a beautifully stormy colorway that just seems like spring. I love a giant, shoulder-draping, fully neck-encasing wrap in all seasons, really. It it something that can totally transform whatever you're wearing. A wrap like this can turn a plain gray pullover into an outfit, and it warms and comforts, both in the wearing, and in the knitting of it, too. There is much to love here.

Look at that green, green grass. Oh, my happy bare feet.

 

Friday, May 13, 2016

What to do with a rainy day

 

It is raining today, and chilly. It occurs to me that it is not yet summer; that spring is a season too, and May is still spring, so I'm not sure why I keep expecting hot weather to show up. It might not, just yet. It might rain for awhile, and be cool and murky, and all the buds might just continue to hover on the verge, full to bursting, on pause, greens glowing like neon against the churned up sky. I am enjoying the seasons as they come, and this damp, gray weather is perfect for enjoying my finished Lala's Simple Shawl in Seidenstrasse fingering weight, color something like antique rose velvet. Blush. Soft. Blossom-y.

In still more seasonal knitting, in progress is a Boneyard Shawl in Malabrigo Rios, and they're calling this color "Niebla" which I think means "That color the sky turns right before a huge thunderstorm knocks out your power". Mixed dirty grays, shot through with streaks of ochre. Ominous, luminous, slightly sinister. Malabrigo is such a glorious feast.

I have some mending to do today. That's such quiet, simple work.

And I'm determined with this pattern. All eighty-jillion of you can't be wrong. I'm cutting into this piece of [thrifted] chambray something or other, and I think it's going to work out. I believe.

Tea, knitting, sewing, black and white inspiration. Possibly a nap. Continuous drizzle pattering against the windowpanes. Is that the perfect day, or what?

Friday, May 6, 2016

Joy

 

Thank you all for your kind comments about my Springfield Dress. I really do love the way that turned out. Eventually it will be warm enough outside to wear it. I mean, it has to get warm someday. Right? Isn't that just science? Sigh. Anyway, one idea always leads to another, so I have begun work on another stranded, multi-colored, wacky design. This is fully inspired (via Kay Gardiner's epic project) by Kaffe Fassett and his casual and serene approach to color work, which is kind of along the lines of If you like that color, go ahead and stick it in the sweater somewhere, no big deal. I love that kind of thing. Random stripes of color, bisected as you please by another random color, figuring it out as you go. Just do what you like. Knit what you want. Wear what you feel like wearing. Make a beautiful thing. That's what I'm doing--I just chose a bunch of yarns from the stash, picked something from my Alice Starmore book of charted knitting patterns, and cast the hell on. Just do it.

I can't remember now where I read this [Pinterest? Instagram? Urgh, you'll have to excuse me because I am almost fifty years old and can't remember stuff anymore] but somebody quoted somebody else on the subject of creativity, and it really stuck with me--well, parts of it did, as much as things can stick with me anymore--that doubts about your creative work (is this good enough? Will people like it? Will anybody want/need/appreciate this thing I am cooking up from scratch?) while being a usual part of the process, should not be allowed to proliferate. Hey, negative thoughts! Get gone. Thus, a crazy-striped cardigan in Every Color is growing on my knitting needles.

In other news, I can't stop listening to this song. I am overflowing with joy about it. If you remember this, you know how I feel about the Monkees. I know everyone else is all Prince and Beyoncé right now, but not me. "She Makes Me Laugh" is my anthem for this summer.

Also, and this is really the highlight of my week, I am so proud to tell you all that my beautiful Catdog has earned her AKC Canine Good Citizen certificate, which means she is, officially, a Very Good Dog. She got a blue ribbon and everything. Oh my goodness, I am busting at the seams. Good girl. You did it! Xoxo