Spring, Spring, Spring
The roses up the front walk are blooming and beautiful. Mercifully, it hasn't gotten terribly hot yet and my stock of Allegra is holding out so, for at least a few more days, I can embrace the spring.


I've recently discovered EnnaVic (actually, I think she discovered me thanks to the Christmas ornament mini-sweaters) and she lives and knits and blogs in New Zealand AND (lovely, darling woman that she is) she posted a picture of fall leaves just this week so I have great hope that I can have fall and then winter vicariously through her while it is 4000 degrees in the shade here this summer. (Even if you don't care about the fall leaves, go see that post. Look at the jumper she has recently finished knitting. Fair Isles trains, people!! Correction: Enna tells me that the trains are actually Intarsia, not fair isles, but really how was I supposed to tell the difference from this distance?)
Ooowww...Look At Those Beady Little Eyes
Most of you will be pleased to hear that the beads no longer make me cry. (I am sure there are one or two of you twisted souls out there who relished the fact that crafting resulting in actual tears...for those of you, sorry to disappoint.) I've made several things lately, bead-wise, that I actually quite like. Most of them were for my mother and I didn't take the time to photograph them but trust me, they were lovely.
Several weeks ago, I bought some Swarovski beads on Amazon. It was a great deal 600 Swarovski beads for $41.99. How could I pass up that kind of deal?? Of course, now that I have them, my inner hoarder has kicked in and I don't want to use them. Because just like with yarn, as ya'll are well aware, once you use the stash - of beads or yarn or what-have-you - then you don't have them anymore. (Please, someone, tell me this makes perfect sense.) Sunday I accidentally used 25 of them to make a bracelet for Katy. Yesterday afternoon, I had to make a stop at Michael's because I had something in mind to make for me but it would have used up another 24 beads and I just wasn't ready for that.
I'm sure you never would have guessed but my favorite beads seem to fall into the same color scheme as my favorite yarns. (I'm nothing if not boring and predictable. For future reference, though, I prefer the term "consistent".)
Last night I made myself this bracelet and earring set.


I failed miserably at capturing the shimmering, sparkly goodness of these beads so try to use your imagination. I wore them to work today and was pleased to discover that the bracelet is low profile enough that I was able to type and be on the computer all day without it getting in the way.
So, knitting...
This weekend I need to get another row of the baby blanket done. And maybe a hedgehog. We'll see how that goes, though, as I really ought to get some laundry done. Damn laundry. I keep hoping one of these days it will learn to do itself.
Today's Quote
"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." -Eleonora Duse
And for Monday, when I forgot to include a quote.
"When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens." -Anne Lamott




I have decided to only go 8 squares wide instead of 9.

5. Socks for my 







I got frustrated with the stupid little paint brush and decided to take matters into my own hands. (Sometimes it's just more fun if you make a big mess.)
and it is going pretty quickly - I haven't had much time for working on it. I was knitting on it at the doctor's office on Monday and a very nice lady came and sat down beside me and started talking to me about knitting. It was a lovely conversation - we talked about the best way to secure the ends at the color changes. I considered this a good omen prior to seeing Dr. Doctor. I will show you a picture when I finish this first strip....which will hopefully be this weekend.
One module (folded from metallic paper, 6" square)
30 modules
The prescribed number of modules (in this case, 30) are then creased and prepared to suit the intended final design. 
A form that I had some difficulty photographing.
Clockwise from top left, me and my ankle (and our shoes!!) at work, standing in the grass in my front yard, dropping off the water bill, shopping at the local purveyor of pharmaceuticals (where we contemplated buying some pots and seeds and soil but then decided that fiddling with plants would only cut further into my knitting time.) We also went to Starbucks and the grocery store and all sorts of other places, where I got right in and right out of the car. (I stopped taking pictures of my feet. I live in a small town, after all.) All these errands and no stopping to take my boot off as I got in the car, no fussing with putting it back on every time I got out of the car. None of that, just in and out of the car, driving and running errands. It was wonderful.
I know it looks a little harsh in these computer generated approximate colors. Here is the layout using the swatch clips from the Misti Alpaca site.
Please forgive the spacing issues. My eyes were starting to cross. This is hardly an original concept. Quilters everywhere have been using it for ages. There is a similar baby blanket pattern in either Weekend Knitting or Last Minute Knitted gifts, in different colors. What do ya'll think?
I blocked it out last night and when I took the pins out this morning I discovered that, mercifully, I had dodged the crochet bullet. I imagine that it is safely tucked in Ricochet by Sandra Brown by now.
Mitts at Rest
Mitts as modeled by Lori's hands
It is almost done. I am going to have to figure something out about a border. I was hoping (the stupid kind of hope - the hope that is not based in any sort of fact or reality) that this little slip of a thing (stockinette from top to bottom) wouldn't curl too bad and I could just gently block it. Why do we dilute ourselves? I am considering - 