chunky baktus : in action!

Remember the chunky baktus?  (Mysteriously un-raveled until this very moment.)   It’s pretty great and very giant.

Apparently, this is my early-morning presidential pose.  What caught my attention on the ceiling?  No idea.  A cobweb?  Most likely.  In any case, it was the last day of school before Thanksgiving break …

… and now I’m back, after a fantastic trip to California for the fourth-annual Sistersgiving: I made a start on Leaves of Grass, ate lots of delicious food, got plenty of sleep, and caught up with my sister.

I hope everyone who celebrated had a wonderful holiday (weekend)!

a saturday spent knitting …

 

… and maybe listening to a little Lionel Richie.  (Check out those sweet dance moves.)  I can’t help myself, it’s a dorky, it’s soothing, it reminds me of the time (= most of my childhood) when I wanted to be a Solid Gold dancer.  Perfect antidote to stupid application stress.

I also took some time out to visit the yarn store with a friend and pick up some buttons.  And wonderfully woolly Brown Sheep bulky for a Ganomy hat, knitted by special request in FC Union Berlin colors.  An evening later … finished cardigan! finished hat!  The perfect instant gratification.

Now, back to what I should be doing …

high jinks

… guess who was at Robert’s Western World last night?

It’s a place that never, ever fails to make me smile.  So much fun, so much music, so much Nashville … it’s always a good night out.

Also, this post is really just an excuse to say: ohmygosh, I must knit this shawl right. now.  Literary allusion?  Lace?  Wooly yarn?  Check, check, and check.  Now to decided what color … I’m thinking something lilac-y … don’t know why, but I really want a kind of bright purple giant lace tablecloth to wrap up in.

 

if wishes were horses …

My dearest friend in Nashville — and one of my dearest friends full stop — will be leaving this evening.  She’s off on some exciting academic adventures and though I’m very happy for her … it’s always sad to say goodbye.  She’s been such a big, generous, wonderful part of my life, Nashville won’t quite be the same without her.

So I’m glad I could send her off with her hat.  Finally.  8 months late.

I always did need a deadline.

Selbu Modern
Rowan felted tweed in billberry (151) and ginger (154), less than one skein each
tiny needles for the brim, US5/3.75mm needles for the body