First Thistle
I'll tell you what is a LOT of fun: "Margaret Tudor."
Here's the first thistle, from the center back panel:
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It took me a couple of nights of knitting to get this much done, but I wasn't going all out. I was taking it easy.
What's enjoyable about the work is how quickly the design knits up, and how interesting it is while it's going on. Now, this is the center back panel, as I say; it'll be five thistles long. Since you're not knitting the entire width of the sweater, but a panel only, each piece is doable. It's like working a pieced quilt -- the whole thing is daunting, but if you focus on getting one section done at a time, eventually the entire piece gets done. (Although, to be honest, sometimes "eventually" equals 6 years, as in the case of the double-wedding ring quilt I made for Sam's wedding present. He did receive it eventually, but the 6 months I'd budgeted before the wedding to get it done was Way Off).
I'm happy with this. And then I have various mindless projects to pick up when I don't feel like paying attention. Great. Good start to the knitting year.
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We've had a lovely day so far. The weekly grocery shopping marathon (the child gets to stay in the "Eagle's Nest," a child care center provided by the local Giant Eagle -- the front of it is glass, so you can walk by and see if your child is behaving). The laundry -- an involved lengthy process, now that we have to slaughter dust mites every week. The playing around on the computer while Mama sings at a wedding. The celebration of 100 years of flight, over at the county airport. (Sam says it was worth going just to see the T-28 Trojan, the plane he loved best to fly; it is an excellent plane because the throttle responds instantly, the engine is so powerful. Can you tell I'm quoting exactly and don't know what the hell I'm talking about? I myself was impressed by the C-130, which is built to fly tanks around. I don't understand how the thing gets off the ground at all, let alone when it's packed. The child liked being allowed to sit at the controls of the little Cessna. We were all entertained.) The baking of brownies for the afternoon snack. The more laundry.
Just a lovely busy day full of errands and history and being alive.
Later, we're going out to dinner, cause Mama literally sang for our supper
Here's the first thistle, from the center back panel:
.
It took me a couple of nights of knitting to get this much done, but I wasn't going all out. I was taking it easy.
What's enjoyable about the work is how quickly the design knits up, and how interesting it is while it's going on. Now, this is the center back panel, as I say; it'll be five thistles long. Since you're not knitting the entire width of the sweater, but a panel only, each piece is doable. It's like working a pieced quilt -- the whole thing is daunting, but if you focus on getting one section done at a time, eventually the entire piece gets done. (Although, to be honest, sometimes "eventually" equals 6 years, as in the case of the double-wedding ring quilt I made for Sam's wedding present. He did receive it eventually, but the 6 months I'd budgeted before the wedding to get it done was Way Off).
I'm happy with this. And then I have various mindless projects to pick up when I don't feel like paying attention. Great. Good start to the knitting year.
**************
We've had a lovely day so far. The weekly grocery shopping marathon (the child gets to stay in the "Eagle's Nest," a child care center provided by the local Giant Eagle -- the front of it is glass, so you can walk by and see if your child is behaving). The laundry -- an involved lengthy process, now that we have to slaughter dust mites every week. The playing around on the computer while Mama sings at a wedding. The celebration of 100 years of flight, over at the county airport. (Sam says it was worth going just to see the T-28 Trojan, the plane he loved best to fly; it is an excellent plane because the throttle responds instantly, the engine is so powerful. Can you tell I'm quoting exactly and don't know what the hell I'm talking about? I myself was impressed by the C-130, which is built to fly tanks around. I don't understand how the thing gets off the ground at all, let alone when it's packed. The child liked being allowed to sit at the controls of the little Cessna. We were all entertained.) The baking of brownies for the afternoon snack. The more laundry.
Just a lovely busy day full of errands and history and being alive.
Later, we're going out to dinner, cause Mama literally sang for our supper
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