Wishing You Were Here

I woke up early this morning to a glorious sunrise and rushed outside to capture it in pixels. (Chill: I got dressed first.)



The sunrise only portended an amazing gift of a day, warm and sunny. I keep thinking "this is probably the last one," but the charm of New England weather is that you never quite know for sure. It's supposed to rain for the next three days, and after that... who knows? We celebrated by raking leaves, spurred on by the twins down the street who had come around last weekend talking up their yard-work business and undertaken to mow the lawn one last time. The poor kids. The lawn had gotten away from us, and I had shown them the unruly grass and asked if they were sure they were up for it. For an hour and a half they tried this attachment and that, unclogging their mower multiple times. They want to come back and take one more crack at it. I give them A for effort, whether they succeed or not. At least they motivated us to get the raking done.

Meanwhile, I have been knitting. You may or may not recall that this was a knitting blog, once upon a time, not that you would have known it for the past several months. Recently, however, thanks to the lovely and talented Norma, my knitting mojo has returned, and has brought forth a new pattern for a red scarf.


I really do wish you were here, because despite photographing it outdoors and indoors, fiddling madly with the brightness and contrast in Paint Shop Pro, and generally driving myself half nutty (OK, three-quarters nutty, I was already at half), I can't get a decent picture of it. The alpaca yarn is wonderfully soft and squooshy but doesn't have great stitch definition. This is my first attempt at reversible cables, and I'm finding it a surprisingly easy and quick knit (we will pass over the errant cable and the frogging thereof). I hope to have the pattern up shortly. I know I always say that, but this time I mean it.

Update: The pattern is up. The link to it is right under Dolores in the sidebar. This is my maiden pattern (she said, blushing). If you see any mistakes, for heaven's sake let me know.