Out Like A Lamb!

March has a few scant hours remaining in it and I am just not inspired to finish my sweater. Hangs head in shame.  Maybe I'll get back to it tomorrow when it's supposed to be rainy and cold and I will be wanting a wool sweater to warm me.   Frankly, I don't know what happened.  After the steek was cut, I simply lost steam.  The bottom ribbing remains to be knit, and ends to be sewn in before the sweater gets a bath.  I don't have any intention of sewing in the zipper before a good blocking.  I have the cutest ribbon to use for the facing though, so I want to be sporting my latest sweater sooner rather than later!

This is what I did today instead of knitting:

Almost a Sweater

There was cutting of knitting.  Go check it out at March Sweater Madness.  It was painless, really!

Spring Cleaning

Spring cleaning sneaked up on me today.  I was just tidying along, here and there, and next thing I know, I was taking things out of my closet, sorting, taking curtains off windows, stripping beds, cleaning out the fridge and checking expiry dates (that was actually my daughter's idea; she's super vigilant about expiry dates), washing blankets, pictures off walls for cleaning... This little energy burst can stop any time now.  I have a March Sweater Madness to finish.  Knit Wit took an opportunity of my duvet being dumped on the floor in a big fluffy hill to burrow himself in deep enough that I barely spotted him in there.

 

Progress is going well on the sweater, I must say.  I'm approximately two thirds done with the second sleeve, then all that will remain is the rest of the body from hip down and steeking for the zipper. I wish others would post a little blurb about their progress on the Madness blog.  But as the song goes, "you can't always get what you want...".  

Friday Felines

 

Knit Wit contemplating the dinner menu.

To Clarify

 

There was a curious mind wanting to know about the tray Knit Wit was sleeping in (see previous post).  Let me assure you, if I had thought to leave it empty just for his royal highness, there would have been considerably fewer angry feelings.  The first time I found him on my plant shelf, I also discovered he had chewed a considerable amount of my streptocarpus and some African violets.  I was not happy.  I belong to an African Violet Club and our show is coming up in May.  Those plants that his taste buds rejected, he simply smooshed with his ample girth or completely knocked out of the tray and onto the floor.  I am was plenty unhappy.  So to prevent and further incidents I simply chose not to put other plants in that tray to suffer the same fate. I do want to enter at least one or two violets in the show.  Sigh.

 

That's me by the window in the blue apron at our sales table. In the foreground is the streptocarpus section.

Afraid

I am afraid.  Afraid for my yarn diet, to be specific.  I've caught myself trolling one of my favourite Canadian online yarn shops and  found myself face to screen with drool-worthy yarn and fibre.  How is one supposed to have strength to stay on a yarn diet in face of beautiful wool, especially wool that is on sale?  I'm suffering.  I know the responsible thing to do would be to share the link with you all, but I've come to the conclusion that I am a greedy yarn hoarder and I'm not going to share because I don't want you to buy it before I get a chance.  Yes, I know this is wrong, and my most sincere apologies go to the shop owner.  I hope I don't get my backside kicked by the Knitters' Karma. I suspect gauge and swatches would be the least of my worries.

I hope to appease you with a feline picture, even thought it's not Friday. 

Hawk!

March is Marching On

And so is my March Sweater, given all the road blocks right out the starting gate. 

 

I've been visiting some blogs recently and it looks like a fair amount of spinning is going on.  So much beautiful fibre out there!  My poor Mazurka needs a good dusting for sure.  She saw a bit of action a couple weeks ago when I practiced for the Back to Back Challenge.  I should empty that bobbin.  Every so often I will get a whiff of eau de sheep in the house and think "what the heck?" and then remember the raw fleece with which we were practicing.   Anyway, I do have plenty of very pretty and clean fibre to spin before I should even consider purchasing more.   Even if there is so much beautifully dyed fibre out there waiting for me to succumb to its charms.  Sigh. 

In Like A Lion

 

 

 

This is what our backyard looked like around 7:30am. Everything covered in wet, heavy snow.  Beautiful. 

Today is the kick-off for March Sweater Madness.  Have you signed up yet??