Just like tomorrow . . . later never comes.

Anyone that knows me also knows that I am not a hot weather person. But I will admit that I love summer mornings. I get up, drag myself down the stairs, fix a cup of coffee (that my husband is smart enough to have all brewed), grab my knitting bag and out to the deck I go. I'll sit and knit, wake up, and watch and listen to the birds as they start their day too.

The Perfect Baby Shower Cake

Susan was unable to come to the Monday Night Knitting Group. I decided to forgive her since she has still been knitting. She was nice enough to send a picture of latest project . . . so then I decided to really forgive her!

Knit Daily

Another great night of knitting. Everything from scarves and baby sweaters to mittens and cat condos were on our needles. There were new projects and old projects. We reminisced and realized we've been meeting for just about 4 years! We decided we weren't racing and all we had to do was Knit Daily. 
It's a good mantra . . . don't you think?

From the Library Shelves

I was just lamenting the other day that I like to do 2 color knitting . . . but I don't wear that style sweater anymore. (Lamenting sounds so much better than whining . . . doesn't it?) So when I saw the book Pretty Knitted Hands waiting to be shelved . . . I thought . . . . hmm . . . what a perfect solution. 

A Little Wool Humor

I'm not sure what I was looking for when I found this . . . .





. . . . but it made me chuckle . . . and I thought I maybe you would too!

















Until next time, keep your nose in a book or your fingers in fiber.

                                       

Stash Buster Idea #1

I've been spending a lot of my 'knitting time' doing gardening/yard work lately. So instead of thinking about cables and short rows . . . I'm spreading mulch and staking my lilies.

Which led to my frustration one day. Am I doing something wrong . . . or is this stake just poorly designed? Who has a lily that is tall enough to go in the hoop right away? 

So I voiced my frustration to my husband . . . who told me to just use some string and tie the lily to the stake until it's tall enough.

Oh, okay. He gave me some white twine and I thought 'ick'. That will look terrible in my newly mulched garden.

Meanwhile 4 months later . . .

Holy Moly! I'm not sure where the time goes. I think perhaps sometimes it really does just fly away. It hit me a couple of days ago that it was May 1st. 

Four months into the 'New Year'. You know, the 'New Year' that I was going to post on Ravelry more. The 'New Year' that I was going to use up my stash yarn. The 'New year' I was going to blog more.

Maybe I can merge my knitting resolutions in with my spring cleaning. Instead of trying to use up some stash yarn . . . maybe I can just clean it out and give it to a new home! Maybe if I write Ravelry on my 'to-do' list it will actually get updated. Maybe it's never too late.

Until next time, keep your nose in a book or your fingers in fiber.