End of Summer ...

If you came here to see and read something about knitting, you'll be disappointed. I've nothing to show you. At least fiber related. This weekend, I had ants in my pants, so to speak. Saturday, was a day I don't want to repeat anytime soon.

I've discovered that knitting or spinning does nothing for me, when I don't have my inner peace, and so I did not knit a stitch on Saturday, and this lovely dyed Lincoln (dyed by Spunky Eclectics Amy) roving kicked my butt big time. I'm afraid I've lost quite a bit of it, and the weird thing I still have on my wheel I'll have to remove and throw away. I would have never thought, that after spinning quite some yarn, this would happen. Maybe it refused to be treated that way, because I thought since it's quite a scratchy fiber, and I don't know what I would do with it (nothing but felting comes to mind, and I don't like felting very much), I thought I would spin it up quickly, rather thicker than usual, and give Navajo plying another try. Well, I said IT refused to be treated like that, because I practically had to stuff it into the orifice and it still wouldn't wind on. Anyway, it was a nasty experience, which I have to recover from with some hot chocolate and a good book, cuddling with my new lap blanket, doggies at my feet. Sounds good to me. It doesn't happen that often, that nothings going according to my plan. Have to rethink and regroup.

Well, today/Sunday was much better! I've finished one of the secret socks, and started the second one. It's going well. I even like the cables down the front! Figure that!

Since this is a secret project, I started to knit a sock from Cat Brodhi's new book. I've even got the same yarn she uses in the book and the same colorway for this sock, and still, I've ripped it out three times already, and still can't get it right. Hmmh. I'll show you, as soon as there is something to show.

So, what else, a distraction would be nice. Biko is always good for this one. Summer is coming to an end, so these pictures will be the last ones of her wet self and pool. Even though she's still swimming and would do so way til October or as long as the pool is open. It's a little picture story, don't need words to explain, do I?

Keep your fingers crossed for me, that the Knitting Goddess is kindly disposed and lets me get on with my knitting! I'll not push my luck, and go read something for a change. Over and out!