I seem to be in the appropriate season for treading water. I'm barely keeping up with anything: knitting, spinning, organizing, gardening, work, life. Sometimes it's too hot. Other times, it's too much. There's too tired, too busy, too overwhelmed, and too happy. Odd mixes make for mixed posts.
I started, FINALLY, my Amazing Lace project. The Leaf Lace shawl has begun. After slogging through the provisional cast-on, picking up the two stitches, knitting those ridiculous two stitch rows, and picking up two live unzipped stitches, I knew I could show you the beginning. Here it is. That is what it felt like, and it's the best shot I could manage in its infancy.
The yarn is Judy's silk/merino in the Blueberry colorway. It will be exquisite. My poem, for Challenge #3:
Pretty shawl, easy pick!
Now blueberries are healthy
When I start in the lacing
I taste arsenic.
I'm putting in a life line NOW.
The clematis survived everything that the New England weather dished out. Their petals are durable, without looking waxy or hard.
Clematis 'The President', and 'Dawn'
Gardening is all about flora AND fauna. Bees, deer, voles, woodchucks and rabbits cluster to what's good, along with the hapless gardener. I saw a small blur of motion in my peripheral vision earlier this month in the garage. He waited for me to get the camera, and brazenly posed. Then he hopped out the door, and, under cover of darkness, laid waste to my iris foliage. Of course.
One year ago today, Cassie convinced me not to toss my newly-rented Louet through the family room window. She talked me down via AOL IM, and it all followed from that. Should I thank her for today's Polwarth link?