Knit lace. Lots of lace. I guarantee that the whooshing noise of deadlines flying by will become completely imperceptible after 4 days.
But even if your house is a mess and your spouse doesn’t quite recognize the crazylooking person in front of them, you will have something freaking impressive and beautiful when you’re done.
My Dreamscape Shawl.
It’s glorious. Deliciously soft, gorgeous drape, and frankly, ENORMOUS.
I wish my photography skills were better so I could do it justice.
I love it.
The lace knitting inertia continued…
Also delectibly soft (Mondial Gold Merino/Cashmere), HUGE (70″x 38″) and horribly photographed.
But what if I don’t knit lace? I hear you say…
My hubby tends to overlook the dusty furniture if I knit him socks.
Stripey D-Man Socks for my Danny-boy.
Aloe Vera infused (Austermann Step) socks, because I love him lots.
AND I got the stripes to match – yeah BAYBEE!
But you do have to know when step off the train to Crazyville.
The Patchwork Blanket out of sock yarn?
Well, it became a rather funky looking Patchwork Cushion instead.
This is what the back looks like:
The rest of the leftover sock yarns will be addressed at another time.
What of the Christening Set?
Progress has been made:
It’s slow going – but I’ve been informed that nephew Marc will be christened in September, so I have some time.
The sticky white cotton on tiny needles with 3 active cats in the house also makes me slightly paranoid with sessions of manic handwashing after touching *anything*.
I hope my sanity survives the creation of this set, I really do.
How to soothe the madness?
Let’s try some nice stockingette.
This is my cotton Lady Grey Tunic. Which I hope will look something like this when it’s done:
Pretty hunh? It’s free pattern (found here).
And when all else fails, you can’t beat good old garter stitch.
Now, I have been continuing to work on the Moderne Log Cabin Blanket (20 more ridges to go on block #7), but I had something slightly less epic in mind.
10 afghan squares. I think I can handle that.
Not having any Noro Silk Garden (sniff), I delved into the stash and came out with some tweedy woolly goodness with which to make my version.
Red Cross to the rescue
As I’ve once again rejoined the world of the (slightly) sane, I will talk to you all again next week.