I have been working steadily away on the decided-on size of my Mariner sweater in the evenings last thing, even if it's just for an hour before I fall over, and it's starting to look like something:
A very lumpy something, but hopefully that will come out in the wash, literally. I still love everything about the half-linen stitch, by the way. Who wouldn't? The more there is of it, the more beautiful it looks to me.
I found a moth in the house last night. It looks like an ordinary outside-the-house moth, too big for the wool-eating kind. I'm sure I've seen this kind of moth lots of times before without sad consequences but it really, really freaked me out.
That might have been because I received more wool in the mail yesterday, the nature and purpose of which I cannot tell you right now, but having felt compelled immediately to wind it into workable yarn and get knitting, I am pretty sure you are totally going to want this pattern when it comes out. Not necessarily because of my pattern (to which I must say I am growing quite partial) but because of the yaaarrrrnnn, oh boy.
Yarn I did not receive, again: my March club roving from Twisted Fiber Art. Everybody but me and one other Canadian has had theirs for a couple of weeks and I've been resisting looking at their stash pictures. If it doesn't turn up today or tomorrow I'm going to start posting a ClubWatch line at the end of everything I write until it gets here, because I need company in this particular misery.
Today it is rainy and miserable looking and I don't have to go out till later which makes it a perfect day for -
nope, not knitting. More storage-clearing. Still, the sooner it's done, the sooner I get to knit with abandon again, so it's worth it, right? And maybe I can budget in a bonus hour for the Mariner, or the Newest Secret Project. It's got the most irresistable yarn on the needles right now, and I will eversomuch need a treat.
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