Sunday, May 22, 2016

Sea Planes in Vancouver

Meanwhile back in Vancouver. I took good vacation photos, let's not waste them.

On my first day in Vancouver I was a bit overwhelmed. You'll remember I had spent the last four hours wrestling Adriene's socks back from my seatmate who was not a "mate" at all. Demanding knitwear from the person sitting next to you is not mate behavior it's more boorish.

Anyways once we got my knitting safely installed at the hotel and got me fed. We took a long walk along the seawall past the Olympic torch.



I think those were the most recent Olympics we watched. It was interesting because it was one of the few opening ceremonies I've watched. I remember those torches coming to life.

Down the seawalk are the seaplanes. We stood and watched a few of them take off. 









I'd had my fill of planes by that time and we continued our walk back to the hotel. We took the long way back. I don't much care for big cities so there are no pictures. Well that and I was super tired by this point. And excited for the ferry ride the next day and meeting Adriene.

I'll leave you with that cliffhanger.

Friday, May 6, 2016

A walk in the rain forest

When we went to Vancouver Island we had no idea it would be so lovely. I mean yeah I read Adriene's blog I know it is lovely, but to be able to walk in a rain forest in Canada?



I just love streams. 


 And husbands that stand next to posts with squirrels on them.


This tree was mesmerising for me. Big green multi trunked behemoth.


A nice collection of stones. 


A log covered in moss.


A moose next to a log covered in moss.
I feel I may have drifted into Dr Seuss territory.


And lastly a patch of sun, you know before the rain started.

D would have loved to do a loop but I made him turn back so we could meet Adriene and her hubby for lunch. I was super anxious to spend some time talking with her since we had only the briefest conversation when she picked us up from the ferry the day before. 

We enjoyed the island very much and recommend a visit to anyone, not just those meeting a blog friend for the first time. 

Saturday, April 30, 2016

No Really!

Honestly I've been knitting. You just have not heard from me much as we've been processing our grief. You want to see what I've been working on?

First up we have D's new socks. You'll remember these started off as urgent vacation knitting. I picked up the Lang Yarns Super Soxx yarn in Mad About Ewe on Vancouver Island. It is Cashmere Color 4 Ply. They are very nice and stripy too like D likes his socks.


Now I wished I had picked up the red version of the yarn too. It was so nice to work with. No really so nice.

Then we have my rustic socks. Hey they're Canadian yarn too! Shelridge Yarns Soft Touch Heather in Bronze. Oh that one toe tip is in Gunmetal Blue though. Yep I ran out just a tinge shy. Good think I can always pick up another color at Rhinebeck.


Yes they're a wee bit loose but I cannot stand the feeling of my feet being strangled. It must have been all those ill fitting socks over the years. I also like my sweater arms just a bit longer too, for the same reason.

Since I've only got a pair of socks on the needles for Mom, I'm looking for new project. This handspun yarn from Into The Whirled fiber is calling to me.


As it was calling it jumped onto my ball winder. I think it wants to be a cowl. Maybe another Honey Cowl? Does lace work with variegated handspun? It is more of a green and blue than it shows here. Anybody have a suggestion?



Gus does not yet have an opinion. Well at least he is not willing to voice it now.


Which is pretty funny because he has been voicing quite a bit. I feel like I am always being scolded or kept on his schedule. I think he misses Jack but is enjoying being the only cat. It is much easier to demand attention then ignore that same attention when it's only you.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

First handspun item

Yeppers that is correct the very first item I've ever knit from my handspun.


Do you think I may have commitment issues? It is way less risky to knit something small.

The fiber was from Into the Whirled ends bag I bought at Rhinebeck. Oh a few years ago. I don't have any clue what fiber it is but I liked the colors and enjoyed working with it. It turned out much smaller than the one I knit out of leftover sock yarn, but hey the ear buds fit in it and that's all that matters.

Well that and a happy knitter and spinner.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Startitis Struggles

Startitis, oh I've got a bad case of wanting to cast on all of the yarn in my house. OK fine I don't want to cast on those two skeins from back when I started knitting. What was I thinking when I bought a cotton blend of sock yarn?

But the other skeins of all my carefully cultivated collection? Yes please!


Ok this is an old picture from one of my annual stash airings. That reminds me I have to air the stash one of these days soon. I'd say half of them are knit into something lovely that I adore. The other half is totally guilty of singing the startitis song. 

I have three second socks on the needles and none of the socks are for me. I know I don't really believe it myself sometimes. I have cast on a heavy sweater three times now? I know, I know, it is complicated to explain. I did not knit a sweater all last winter, but now that spring has sprung I pull out the big needles and cast on? You know sometimes I cannot even explain me to me. 

I have some lovely alpaca yarn hiding around here that I want to knit into a shawl, but it must not like the pattern I am thinking of. It seems to be on walk about. Maybe it will come home if I actually print off the pattern. I'm not sure I believe that either.

Maybe I should go wind up some of my purple yarn. It seems sort of fitting on the day we lost Prince. Rest in Peace the coolest man in heels that I've ever seen.


Saturday, April 16, 2016

While we were away

So we're still adjusting to the new normal around here. I am very thankful that Gus' illness has not flared up with all the craziness that has occurred.

I may have told you but I'll tell you again. I did the most unknitterly thing ever on our trip to Vancouver. Because I was not yet done with the socks I was knitting for Adriene, I made a rash decision the night before I left. The only knitting I packed was Adriene's 3/4 done socks. I finished them on the flight there. 

But that was OK because I had researched yarn stores in Vancouver and on Vancouver Island. I would be just fine. I could start a new sock with vacation yarn while still on vacation. Cue music of doom here.

My first day there was pretty much wrecked as a travel day. I was exhausted. The next day while completely lovely was a travel day getting to the island and navigating to where we were staying. I had a two hour ferry ride with nothing to knit. I did love the ferry.

The next day Adriene whisked me off to a yarn store but, my mind was still in the US. I found a really lovely skein of MadelineTosh sock yarn but it was something I had access to in the US and it was $30. I've paid that for yarn before but why when it was something I could get cheaper in the US?

Yeah I know I forgot to take into account the awesome exchange rate. Instead I bought some Briggs and Little yarn for another Baa-ble hat, this time the Canadian version. But alas the only needles I brought were sock needles. But I had some nice wool to keep me company at least.

Finally on our second to last day, right before our ferry ride back to Vancouver I searched out Mad About Ewe.

Ah the sense of calm and excitement when I walked into the store of my people was immense. The chatter of the knitting group and the walls of wool welcomed me to home away from home.

I touched many yarns, collected a few and paid my happiness fee. I did not get one of my beloved easy to knit from Zauberballs. I found a manly cashmere sock yarn already in a knittable form.

I tucked it into my useful again sock knitting bag and we were off for the ferry. I cast on while waiting. D pointed out another knitter sitting across from us and I had a dandy time trying to figure out what she was going to make out of two, two inch squares on straight needles. D encouraged me to ask but I was having more fun speculating. I think they must be the saddle portions of a saddle shouldered sweater. It was the only thing I could think of.

Anyways here is a gratuitous shot of my ferry knitting set up.    



Looks like I can knit a cuff in an hour?


This is while we were knitting waiting for our plane the next day.

This was my haul from Mad About Ewe. A locally dyed sock yarn. A skein of Kunni wants to be a shawl. And the half knit sock I was able to come home with.


I was going to take a shot of all the vacation yarns together but Jack interrupted the photo shoot. I'm so glad now that I took the time that day to enjoy him and his personality instead of just trying to get something done. Those are the last pictures I have of him.

I think I'll go pet a sock and a cat now. I may even squeeze the Hubby.

Thursday, March 31, 2016

Thanks

Thank you to all that sent us your good thoughts. We're working our way through the grieving process. 

One of the things that struck me is how much more colorful one little black and white kitty could make our world.


No one appreciated mom's knitting in all its stages like Jack. 

He loved that I would run string right in front of him then have the audacity to say the yarn was not for Jack to bite. He loved tucking himself into half finished sweaters or having shawls in progress draped over him. He loved having second socks being measured on first socks that were dropped on top of him. He loved Mom's warm lap being there for him at naptime. He loved cup cosies that could be used as cat hats. He loved batting at a spinning spindle.

Jack loved life and we were blessed to share it with him. One of these days I will tell you his story, but today I have some knitting that needs my attention. If I am lucky it will have a Jack hair or two on it.