And, finally, the socks

July 10, 2009

A couple of posts ago, I promised you photos of the socks I designed with Brown Sheep Cotton Fine.  Before they went into the mail to live in Nebraska, I took a couple of photos.


I call the pattern “Floating Islands” but I don’t know what the final name will be.  I really like the Cotton Fine – the stitch definition is really good and that makes a difference for lace.


On another fiber front, I’ve been unofficially participating in the Tour de Fleece.  I decided it would be an attainable goal to clean all the fleece in my house.  Since I do it in small batches in the sink, it is a job that takes a lot of dedicated effort. Since it’s always much more fun to play with clean fiber than stick my hands into hot soapy water with greasy wool, I needed the extra incentive to get it done. I bought a 5 1/2 lb. Corriedale fleece last year at SAFF and I probably have 2 lbs left to wash. So far, I’ve done the amounts of white and  brown Polworth fleeces I have; tomorrow should be the end of the roughly 6 oz. of silver-gray Polworth.  I have to say – I haven’t even spun the fiber yet and I’m in love with it.  The staple is so long and the crimp so fine, that by the time you get into the fineness of the individual fibers, it’s just ridiculously good stuff.  I have a cunning plan to blend some angora with the brown Polworth.  It should make the most divine fingerless gloves.  If I can bear to give them away. Hm, I wonder if I have enough for two pair of mitts instead?

Maybe I’ll make that my reward to getting back to the Corriedale.  Such a nice fleece, but hard to get back to cleaning it after dealing with the coated Polworth.  You can tell she’s a Southern sheep by all the red dirt!


Dear Diary,

July 7, 2009

Hi there! So, clearly, I have to get in the habit of posting more regularly on this blog.  I don’t know if a blog is a good idea for someone who has never been able to handle keeping up with a diary.  Then again, I never have to hate my handwriting on a blog! And, these days anything I write is only likely to be filled with the angst of my own teenagers – that seems less embarrassing than flaunting my own drama as my early diaries would show you.

My big news is that I got my sketchbook back from a friend who scanned it as a pdf for me.  She’s a busy woman with 3 little boys, but still generous with her time and talent.  Thank you, Mariana! My sketchbook is filled with ideas I have for a knitting book. I’ve made one item from it so far and I love it.  I figure that the worst that comes out of designing the garments is that I have a wonderful wardrobe!

Anyway, that’s all there is for me.  See you soon!