The Cat and the Ball
Gertrude loooves the Colinette I’m using for the next sweater.
You can love the dryer…just don’t LOVE the dryer…
This Friday’s catblogging shows Gertrude in that Most Dangerous of Places, the dryer. Marking it as her own, no less. As suggested in our “take care of your cat” book, we try to scare her out of there by banging on the sides of the machine, but to no avail. She is fearless (and fluffed).
How Gertrude Got Her Own Back…
…and Gert spent the weekend sleeping in the closet, among the nice clothes and towels, happily shedding. Who can resist the face, though?
Guess What _I_ Did This Weekend…
That’s right, it was all about the sweater. Here’s the back, which I completed today.
…same as it ever was…
…and here’s the front, which looks excitingly like the back at this point. I suspect the sweater is going to turn out to be too wide yet too short for me (the opposite problem to the one I usually have). But we just continue knitting with complete faith in the pattern…
The Action Shot
I tried getting closer-up shots, but they were all fuzzy (like the sweater!). Anyway, here it is…
My first sweater…
So Stephanie asked me to take some pics of my gorgeous sweater…which is not yet a sweater but rather a piece of ribbing.
STILL, here it is, my soon-to-be sweater.
red sox sock: just right!
…and it turned out to be just the right size. It just goes to show: don’t depend on petite women to guesstimate a sock.
red sox sock…too big?
So I am making red sox socks, like the bandwagon fair-weather tool I am, and making them for size 13 feet.
I did the math correctly, but the toe looked big. I took them to the yarn store — they did the math, and just thought they’d mention to me that the toe seemed enormous. Then I put them on Andy…
Back From Florence…
Returned from Florence, where among other things we got to see the “special secret garden” at one of the medici villas. Here’s me revelling in the beauty.
Knit Like You Mean It. 