It's that time again! Once a year Eileandour (highland water) comes out of the sea to have it's bottom cleaned and anti fouled and polished.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
My knitting swift has had a hard old life as you'll see. This is the implement which enables you turn your hanks of yarn into balls. There is something hugely satisfying about watching it twirling round as your hank decreases and your ball increases.
It already had its injuries when it came my way via a house clearance. But with a metal pin in its leg and a lota loving it manages just fine. I love to fantasise about the person (people?) who used it before me.
The beautiful Noro was gifted to me and this is one of the many things I've managed to create. The pattern is now in my head which is always a much better place to have it if you're planning to knit in public. It looks so much more impressive than scrabbling about for your rain splattered, wind blown pattern which you eventually have to sit on in the end to stop it for disappearing altogether.
Friday, March 12, 2010
I finished the bag I was crocheting for a friend. I used nylon and hadn't reckoned with the fact that the bag itself is heavy, before you put anything in it! I've make these before with string and they work like a charm. You can fling them in the washing machine but watch out for shrinkage. My bag that would have held an elephant shrunk to one that would hold a mouse.