Yes, yes, I know. A lot of politics, precious little knitting. What can I say? Lorelle says “Blog your passion.” Brenda says “Start as you mean to go on.” That’s not to say that politics is my (only) passion and that I mean to go on ranting about politics forever. But, as I said in the book review, I’m addicted to democracy. I love this country and the ideas and ideals upon which it was founded. And, after much introspection (prompted by Brenda), I have decided that I am a writer who knits…not a knitter who writes. I can live without knitting…heck, I might even be able to manage living without knitting and crochet. A lifelong ban on those two
addictions hobbies would leave me more time for gardening (or as I & the rest of the working class call it…yardwork) and baking. I cannot, however, live without putting what is racing around my head down on ‘paper’–although I’m starting to wish more of what was racing around my head concerned energy storage, and renewable and distributed energy (as that is what actually pays the bills around here).
Despite being sucked into the vortex of politics (both local and national), and despite an ongoing variety of cooties (Stinky’s finger infection, Duck’s ear infection, DH’s finally getting the flu the rest of us had two weeks ago, etc.) I have managed to continue wielding the pointy sticks (although if they all don’t get back to work/school soon I may be forced to move to a Siberian labor camp to get some peace and quiet). The ‘knitting’ blog has been (and probably will continue to be) interrupted by other issues and the dishcloth bender (eleven and a tribble as of last night) was interrupted by an e-mail from Kentucky Julia who was wondering if I had any extra scarves laying around. I didn’t but, because she was looking for a gift for Antiquing Dean’s Mom, I offered to make her one ‘real quick’. So, I stopped the dishcloths (temporarily) and made this:
Antiquing Dean is about 6 foot 6 inches tall and Kentucky tells me his mom goes 6 feet, so I made it super long…9 feet…enough to double wrap around her neck and still drape. She’s going to Ireland (where it’s probably still cold) in a couple of weeks and I’m hoping she likes it enough to take it with her.
I liked it so much I’m going to re-work the (long since frogged) purple ribbed scarf, which I decided was too narrow, into something similar.
When I get the purple one done, I’ll post pattern specifics over in the free patterns page. If you can’t wait, most of the relevant details are on Ravelry.