Eons ago, I made a doggie sweater out of Paton’s Country Wide chunky yarn. I kinda made it up as I went along. When my daughter expressed distaste at the colour, I agreed. When she insisted that the dog just didn’t like it, I agreed but I told her that the dog needs to be warm and she will get used to it.
Then my daughter hid the sweater. For a few months she adamantly refused to tell me where the sweater was because the dog didn’t like wearing it and I was being mean by making Pixie wear it.
It’s freakin’ cold around here, so I finally extracted the information from the childerbeast and have dressed the dog warmly.
Seriously, could she be any cuter? Dang, she’s adorable.
Not that I’m one of those weird dog-mommy types. *ahem*
Current WIP is those nappy cover/soakers that I was talking about in my last post. Photographic evidence.
The purple ones are in a newborn size and the orange are the next size up. So far, so good.
The Man has his hat, made out of my hand-spun.
He likes it. He even posted about it on his work’s Facebook page. I used a free pattern, Peruvia Slouchy Hat by Judith Mueller. Hats generally do not flatter The Man, but this works for him.
And the BIG SURPRISE from my last post is….
Le Minou made out of Grignasco Tyrol. The yarn was a gift from the yarn fairy and worked up beautifully. It doesn’t look as foxy or kittenish as a lot of others do, it looks more cute furry monster-y and I’m ok with that.
I also did a little rearranging of the craft room – I put tags on things.
On projects to tell me what they are without digging around….
And on mostly done projects, to tell me what to do next.
I’m also doing something a little fancypants that I will share next time.
Check out this handspun. Rowr.
I bought the carded wool from Gail at the Merriwa Festival of the Fleeces. Oddly enough, she was the only fleece vendor there. The rest were various handmades, also a sheep shearing demo and a parade headed by a flock of sheep running down the main street, some of which were wearing red socks.
Anyhow, this is 250g from a merino cross named Jessie. It’s a lovely natural brown-grey, the perfect colour for making a hat for The Man. The Man doesn’t realise that he will be getting a hat. He’s been asking for one for a while, but I’ve been reluctant considering he lost the first one I made him. He tried to redeem himself by claiming he left it in the studio and someone must have stolen it because it was so lovely, but I have my doubts.
This is what happened to the rough-stuff I was talking about in the last post. I’m not sure how much I like the pooling at the top… I would like it if it was consistent over the whole thing, but meh.
It holds pencils pretty well, though. Look at those pencils… It sure knows how to hold them. Champion effort.
I’m considering ripping back to where the pooling started and changing hook size to see if it mixes it up a little, then maybe felt it.
There is something awesome soaking… You’d better be excited to see it, it’s so worth being excited about. I’m telling you, I can’t hype it enough. Anticipate, people, anticipate.
I’ve returned from visiting the Gold Coast. Whilst I was there, I got the opportunity to help my friend organise the first meeting of the Gold Coast Yarn Craft group…. which went fabulously! I think the turn out will be low for the group this evening as far too many people seem to care about the State of Origin football game. The man is watching it on T.V. and I am currently hiding in my craft room. I can still hear it. Help me. There has been some knitting, crocheting, spinning and so forth but mostly I’ve been settling back into home, trying to motivate the child to do her school work and what have you. We had an excellent day today, much was achieved and with a relatively good attitude! Winning! So whilst visiting with my yarn-sista, we dyed up some hand-spun wool that came with her spinning wheel.
Just using food colouring, citric acid and the microwave. Fun times. Unfortunately, I found the wool was way too scratchy for my usual hand-spun, hand-dyed, cast-on-and-seed stitch-til-it’s-gone-then-seam-that-sucker cowl. The sunset colour has become a cylindrical pencil cup type of thing and the ocean will be similar, maybe a bowl.
On the way up to the coast we stopped at Moonbi Alpaca Cafe on the off-chance they may have fleece. I didn’t have high hopes, most alpaca shops seem to have very expensive designer garments and limited yarn. I got so lucky and bought a kilo of raw alpaca fleece for $20. Fair enough, it is random fleece, not graded for quality or whatnot, but most of it is very very usable. So I spent a good long time on my yarn-sista’s spinning wheel (I was having spinning withdrawals) and got about 170m of bulkyish weight.