Notorious Bossy Boots
Back from the seminar; here's "Oriental Flower", one row away from the armhole steeks:
The bottom edge is curling up because it's not ribbed; it's stockinette stitch, bordered with a purl row, and will become a hem. The same technique will be used on the sleeve edges, and even the front opening (it's a cardigan).
I think a child will love these colors. And doesn't a child's sweater move quickly! They're so SMALL!
As for news that doesn't concern knitting, I'm glad to report that somebody out there is still beating the bounds. (Thanks to Rebecca's Pocket for the link.)
That's all. It's good to be home -- literally home today, as Sam's gone off to the defense of a dissertation upon which he is a reader, and, since the child, whose school year is coming to a close, only has a half day, somebody has to be home, and it's me. Maggie the cat has just discovered that I'm down here in the basement working on the computer, and has showed up complaining.
She's glad to see me, you understand, and she's glad to sit on my lap while I type, but she's concerned about the disruption of The Schedule. We actually invent the schedule, but she appropriates it as soon as she figures out whatever it is, and then becomes the self-appointed Schedule Police Force. This involves telling us when we're supposed to get out of bed, or feed cats, of course -- the usual -- but also when we're supposed to put the child in the bath tub, or watch TV. We call her the Notorious Bossy Boots.
It's good to feel useful, though -- it'll probably prolong her life.
The bottom edge is curling up because it's not ribbed; it's stockinette stitch, bordered with a purl row, and will become a hem. The same technique will be used on the sleeve edges, and even the front opening (it's a cardigan).
I think a child will love these colors. And doesn't a child's sweater move quickly! They're so SMALL!
As for news that doesn't concern knitting, I'm glad to report that somebody out there is still beating the bounds. (Thanks to Rebecca's Pocket for the link.)
That's all. It's good to be home -- literally home today, as Sam's gone off to the defense of a dissertation upon which he is a reader, and, since the child, whose school year is coming to a close, only has a half day, somebody has to be home, and it's me. Maggie the cat has just discovered that I'm down here in the basement working on the computer, and has showed up complaining.
She's glad to see me, you understand, and she's glad to sit on my lap while I type, but she's concerned about the disruption of The Schedule. We actually invent the schedule, but she appropriates it as soon as she figures out whatever it is, and then becomes the self-appointed Schedule Police Force. This involves telling us when we're supposed to get out of bed, or feed cats, of course -- the usual -- but also when we're supposed to put the child in the bath tub, or watch TV. We call her the Notorious Bossy Boots.
It's good to feel useful, though -- it'll probably prolong her life.
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