Tuesday, January 28, 2014


Blue fingernails make everything better.

Tapas re Middlemarch

This line from Middlemarch reminded me of the Yoga-Sutra-s of Patanjali:

"I have insisted to him on what Aristotle has stated with admirable brevity, that for the achievement of any work regarded as an end there must be a prior exercise of many energies or acquired facilities of a secondary order, demanding patience."

Of course, this being said by Casaubon, there is no brevity. Still, I like the sentiment. Achievement takes lots of practice and patience.

I am hoping to apply patience and practice to reading some of Middlemarch each morning as I eat breakfast. Currently on page 71 of 738.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Too early?

Is it too early for a cocktail at noon?


Swatching colors in Rowan Felted Tweed DK for a fair isle vest. And trying to sit in a patch of sunshine. Another week of frigid dry cold weather.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Sweater Attack

I am determined to finish this sweater.

I have attacked the sleeve not fotting issue by running a line of stitches on the sewing machine and cutting away the excess fabric in the armhole and sleeve cap.

Almost ready to just seam the sleeve on by machine. But that's impossible to rip. So I will try again by mattress stitching by hand.

The third picture is the other sleeve. The lump at the top is what the sweater surgery hopefully will remove. Most of the puffiness seems to be steeking that should have folded in nicely instead of bunching up.

Sometimes you learn by study. Sometimes by mistakes. (I prefer method 1.)

Thursday, January 09, 2014

Cutting the steek

Crocheted the center steek for the baby fair isle sweater after an abandoned effort to machine sew it.

Next up is picking up the ribbing along the front edges. Crocheting button loops. Buying buttons. Sewing on buttons. Blocking.

This little sweater is having its own gestation period.

Thursday, January 02, 2014

Midwest Winter

We shoveled through about 6 inches (a good six inches as we say here). And it's still snowing.

This weather has me wanting to do a Maine accent. As in a-yuh. And h'yeare.