First, our favorite tree “woke up” this weekend. It’s a full week behind all of the other trees in the area. Then again, our house, yard and flora were all constructed and planted about 10 to 15 years before the rest of the neighborhood. Age does tend to make the best of us a bit sluggish. Here’s a closeup.
Today’s wind and rain mean that we’ll probably come home to a naked tree and a pink yard this afternoon.
Next, the overdyed handspun dried. It bloomed too! It’s definately the sought-after heavy weight. The colors are pretty much on target too. I’d call it a success if not for the fact that the autumn shades are NOT colorfast. My hands are a blue/gray color which will undoubtedly require countless explanations at work today. There is no time to mess with it this week so the box has been stashed in my wardrobe. Maybe a reminder note about the color issues should have been included so I don’t forget when I rediscover this in the future and cast on… nah, I’ll remember. Probably.
The third bloomin’ thing was the Forest Canopy Shawl. This was such a relaxing lace knit that I’ll definately be making more. I know, the terms “relaxing and lace” seem like an oxymoron when used together, but it’s true! The pattern uses up sock yarn too, which for some reason I tend to accumulate. Miss Bonny insisted on supervising the blocking process.
“Mom, you really should ditch the pins and buy some blocking wires. Sigh, well, if this is all I have to work with…”
“This pin is at an angle. It needs to be perpendicular! Why couldn’t I be a Hemingway Cat!”
“It’ll do, but if I had blocked it I would have given a few extra tugs here and there, especially along this bottom point.”
“I’m exhausted! I’ll just make the shawl important by sitting on it while simultaneously guarding it. If the short people come around I’ll divert them with my cuteness. This place would fall apart without me. At least that Sven fellow stayed away this time.”