Ok, whoever you are, fess up. You stole summer while I wasn’t looking. I want it back.
I feel like my husband’s photographs form bookmarks around an entire missing season.
In the spring a coyote family moved into one of our culverts in California. Here you can see one of them (the boy, I bet) stepping on the other (probably a sister). I love his impish look, and her howling in protest.
It seems like one minute we’re laughing at coyote pups frolicking near the culvert, the next we’re in Ohio seeing this:
We love hiking on the wonderful trails we’re discovering in Northeast Ohio. I think my husband captured perfectly the end of summer, with its field of yellow flowers on one side of the path, and the beginning of fall, with leaves starting to turn, on the other side.
Somewhere in between, a whole summer occurred.
Finally I’m getting around to starting the second of my Knab Fingerless Mitts. Here’s the first one:
My impetus? I joined the Knit Like A Latvian group on Ravelry. As luck would have it, there is a KAL coming up which the renowned Lzbeth Upitis will moderate. What a fun opportunity to learn how to knit a beautiful Latvian style of mitten.
The problem is, I’m all out of project bags. Which means I need to finish something to make room. I might as well finish a stranded project, and that narrows things down to theses mitts. I love all the Jamieson colors I chose for these mitts, and its fun to become re-acquainted with them. Jimmy D thinks so too. He usually reserves his yarn-mauling for alpaca. But all these balls of Jamieson made an irresistible nest.
The project happened to be in his favorite sunny spot. He rearranged the yarn until it was just right for a nap.
I’m busy designing stuff that I can’t show you. Phooey. In the meantime, I hope you’ll enjoy some Critter Interludes.
Here, the deer make themselves at home in our front yard. When we re-landscaped after the earthquake, I made sure the plantings were wildlife friendly. Enough grows here that we don’t miss whatever the wildlife munch on.
The deer don’t eat the lavender, but they love to sleep next to it, although I haven’t seen them there for some time. This was in spring before they had their babies, so maybe it’s a pregnancy thing, like craving ice cream. Or maybe now that they’ve given birth they’re just too busy chasing after the youngsters to nap.
I haven’t been posting much. My mother had a massive stroke at the end of July, so I’ve mostly been out of state taking care of her.
No knitting pictures this week, but I do have a couple of critter photos.
Mama looking after her babies
The sheep are back!
Shepherd watching over his flock
Ok. I know this blog is supposed to be about knitting. But how could I concentrate on knitting when I have this delightful guy romping around the yard? He wanted to come in and share our breakfast this morning.
You may remember that the goat was scared off from the place he used to live and wandered miles to end up at our house. He’s officially ours now, which means I can find him a good home. I posted notices at the feed stores. Some people called who want him for meat. NO WAY! Can you imagine such a thing? (Note, he DID find his way to one of the few vegetarian households on the Central Coast!)
Do you think he’s aware of how cute he is as he plays King of the Hill?
I wanted to take lots of pictures before he goes off to live at a ranch/vineyard that I think will be taking him this week. He’s gone from being terrified of people, to being a complete love bug. He lets me hug him and goes on walks with us. Here he’s learning to test his tree climbing skills.
The new place keeps their animals forever – they tend to live out long, natural lives there. Sounds just right. But I don’t think it’ll be as picturesque.
This weekend in Portland was Yarn Heaven. I attended the TKGA Knit & Crochet Show, taking some great classes and checking out the wares in the shopping area. It’s like a mini Stitches event. The market is smaller, but I got to see some wonderful locally produced yarns. The classes are smaller too, which gave me a chance to learn more.
I met up with my friend Alana, who you probably know as Nevernotknitting. We did a major Yarn Crawl, spanning a 24-hour period of fiber bliss. Happily, yarn stores in Portland stay open late. So on Thursday night we hit Dublin Bay, which was a beautiful store featuring lots of my favorite Rowan yarns. Sadly, I didn’t get a photo inside the store. A blogger without a camera is, well, a space cadet I guess.
We stayed until closing at 9pm, hoping they’d just lock us in and let us browse and knit until they re-opened the next morning.
We saw so much yarn on Friday that I swear by the end of the day if someone had waved free cashmere in front of me, I would have missed it.
Here we are at the first stop, Twisted. Alana’s natural sense of style has her perfectly color coordinated with the sign.
The next store deserves a posting of its own, which I promise to get to another time. Abundant Yarn and Dyeworks is incredible – a large store with a deli in it (yarn AND food? oh my!), and its own line of hand dyed yarns. This “Socks Without Borders” afghan will be auctioned off at the Sock Summit to benefit Doctors Without Borders.
My trip home was… eventful. I adore taking Amtrak’s Coast Starlight from Portland to my home in California. I get a sleeping compartment and for 24 hours I have my own little world of knitting, gorgeous scenery, and no distractions. This time, however, there was a freight train derailment ahead of us. Apparently when cars fall off the tracks, it puts a kink in the rails. They must have worked like mad to pick up the freight cars and put in new rails. I would loved to have watched that whole operation! Still, we were 11 hours late getting home.
And then when I did get home I found this guy who had decided to claim our terrace as his new residence. He ran away from home and walked a long way to find to find the area’s biggest pushovers.
I have to go buy alfalfa now…
196 mitered squares and 26 balls of Boku later, and the Make It Mitered Afghan is finally done!
All I can say is, I’m really glad I wove in all those ends as I went along. Let’s see, 196 squares times 2 ends each, plus 2 ends each ball of yarn, plus a couple for the crochet edge and we’re talking about somewhere in the neighborhood of 450 ends. That’s enough to make a grown woman cry. All that weaving went much faster once my friend taught me how to knit the ends in. (Check out my Tips & Techniques page for a YouTube link for this).
Ok, I’m making this project sound all tedious, but it really wasn’t. I loved working on it, especially while my husband watched baseball. (You may remember, it was going to be the Major League Afghan, now it’ll have to be the Super Bowl Blankie). I took my time – about a year. That way, I picked it up when I felt like it. By about oh, square 53 or so, I had the pattern down, so it was relaxing.
The crochet edge provided yet another learning experience. I ripped it out a couple of times before discovering that the hook needed to be a couple of sizes smaller that the knitting needles (US7) I used.
Jimmy D immediately laid claim to the afghan. “Mine. Just try taking it away from me. Remember what I did to the vet? You could be next, lady.”
Ah, the Vicious Attack Cat mellows out…
Many thanks to hubbie Steve for his help with the photos. If you want to make this project, the pattern is from Creative Knitting, November 2007.
I met this little guy one day when I was out for a long run. When we finally get rain here, the California Newts come out. Newts are related to salamanders. They make their slow trek across roads, which results in unhappy endings when cars come along. When I spot them on the little roads where I live, I always stop and move them out of harm’s way.
When I go out for a long jog, I take my fuel belt which holds not only water bottles, but also my little Canon Elph camera. The fact that I stop to take pictures – even in competitive trail events – shows you how seriously I take my running. Anyway, I was ready when I came upon this newt on the road and needing rescuing.
I use the term “running” loosely when applying it to myself. I’m slow, overweight, and uncoordinated. So it’s really more like waddling. I was born with a crooked leg, which braces never totally straightened out.
This newt cracks me up because this is pretty much my running style too. If he wore running shoes and was a bit chubbier we’d be twins! I think I was even grimacing the same way he is, since I found him at the top of a steep hill on about mile 6. I’d guess my pace and his aren’t so far off either. Maybe we share the same personal records!
The best part about running is seeing nature and the creatures.
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