I have found it hard to settle into a book lately. I’ll pick up a promising looking one, read a few pages and drop it promptly. Old favorites are even receiving the same short shrift. I decided to try poetry for my distracted soul instead. This Anthology has some super long ones I cannot flip past fast enough, but plenty of shorter classics too. A happy arrangement, I can read a tiny, thoughtful bit and jump straight back to my knitting.
Music, on the other hand, has been streaming out my opened windows day and night. Old standbys rediscovered, new bands, new songs, new genres. I am definitely in a listening mood this winter. What music is keeping you buzzing and bopping thru February?
Knitting on the February Lady Sweater really kicked in on Sunday while waiting for the Super Bowl while watching buckets of rain fall from the very first tropical disturbance of 2012. Yes, it is a little early!
I finished the Tiger Mother book. Great beginning, bogged down in the middle and the end was so-so but clarifying in the fact that she and her daughters realized that basically Tiger Mothers train their children to be their own inner Tigers. That creates a virtuous circle and results in highly successful people.
My ever-loving geek of a heart loved the fact that my math paid off perfectly and the increases came out exactly right and balanced. Maybe if my Dad had taught me math through knitting when I was homeschooled I’d have loved math more?
This weekend was warm.
Cut offs warm – sitting bayside in the sun, feet propped high chatting with my sisters while a dozen sailboats float like dandelion fluff on the water. Two little Key West Doves cooing under my feet on the rocky shore. 7 kayaks paddling fiercely against the tide not even a stone’s throw offshore. Coming home for the first game, digging around looking for my circular 8s, pulling out straight 9s instead. Working a swatch with doors and windows wide open. Sun dappling through the gumbo-limbo while itty-bitty Palm Warblers flit between the hibiscus and the banana tree flipping their tails coquettishly at me when I step into the Florida Room. Chilled white wine for me, spiced Golden Monkey for Hal (like kissing &*%# potpourri). I now have 5 strong and sensual, golden and sparkling ales to savor.
My swatch is 1/2″ too big. Where are my circular 8s??? Does anybody remember what I was last knitting on them?
I stayed up way too late knitting last night. This morning I picked up my sweater to keep going and I think I reversed all my stockinette stitches. Rip it time?
I’ve been rereading some old journals of mine. Prepping perhaps for the start of a new year and the urge to write that always strikes in winter?
The Florida Keys are in the middle of a major rain event. The latest figures that I’ve read brought the total rain fall to just under 15 inches of rain since the weekend. Roads are flooded and school was cancelled today. The most amazing lightning storm woke up Key West before dawn this morning. The lightning strikes were so frequent it was like strobe lights at a club. I should have tried to take my photo during the height of the storm, maybe it would have turned out a better image! It is so very dark and gloomy here today.
Between the inability to go outside and a very long road trip, much progress was made on my scarf since I last posted. I am still deeply, deeply in love with the yarn and the pattern I chose but to be quite honest, the pattern is getting to the repetitive and boring portion of the knit. I’m sure it has nothing to do with cabin fever!!!
All this stormy weather has me totally in the mood for a classic Gothic read and Rebecca fits the bill quite perfectly. Perfect October read to alternate with my knitting and I am so very much in love with my copy found on the bottom shelf in a dusty bookstore here in Key West.
Finally, just because I love this song, the concept of the video and so wish I could just Go Outside today!
A bit of progress was made on my scarf during Monday Night Football. I’ve been carrying it all around in this little bag I first saw on Soulemama years ago. I made a ton of these little Buttercup Bags for all the girls at my sister’s wedding and kept a few for myself. It’s the perfect size right now, we’ll see as it lengthens! I’ve a ton of time to knit away at it, I figure I have till December before the weather cools enough to contemplate wearing it! I may still be reading Tolkien at that time too. Yes, finally, after many, many years of fighting it I’ve finally sat down with the Fellowship of the Ring. The difference this time is that I’ve skipped every single prologue and mention of Hobbits and their Habits till I found the real first chapter. Much better!
Not much knitting happened over the weekend, but the little that did convinced me that I love this pattern. Super easy, really plays up the silk yarn. I was cleaning our one bookshelf the other day and found my copy of Le Divorce. Oh, how I love this book! Perfect light read to make it through to the end of August. The movie is fantastique too! Well, so long as you understand that it is about grown-up people doing grown-up things.
French women are extraordinary. l’m thinking of writing a little book about them and their native habitat. All their customs and ceremonials. l mean, their scarves alone… an entire chapter. Knotted in front, one end down, other end thrown over the shoulder. Or looped around double and the ends tucked in. Or around the shoulder, over their coat like a shawl. Or tied in the back. l mean, châle, foulard, ècharpe. Just think of all the words they have for scarf. And in a language which is very sparse in vocabulary. ~Le Divorce
Well, speaking of French women and their scarves, how amazing is this Clapotis? I guess it was all over the knitting world in ’05 but I wasn’t knitting a lot then. What was I doing? Dodging hurricanes, of course.