My mind is in a whirl. I can't believe what this last week has wrought, and I've had various pithy thoughts about it rolling around in my head which, of course, I have not bothered to take the time to jot down. I don't think they're lost, just hiding.
It's upsetting to me that I have to go back to work tomorrow. You'd think that four days off would be enough, but it isn't. And to top it all off, I have a way too long list of things I want to do around the house. I should know better, really.
So, I guess I'll hold off on the political commentary until I'm more organized in the thought department, and just move straight to the fiber.
Friday, I did an experiment in felting. A lot of my early handspun yarn isn't really suitable for garments, it's uneven, thick, underspun. So I decided to try felting with some of it. I made a bowl, which looks rather like a Dr. Seuss' child's hat. I like it. I lost patience, though, and stopped felting it before it lost all stitch definition. My weakness, as always.
I do like the result, though. It's fanciful.
Here's the bowl posed in a lovely, artistic still-life with a "garterlac" washrag, and my take from someone's LiveJournal destashing. (three and 3/4 skeins of elann pure alpaca and 400 yds trekking sock yarn.)
I liked doing the garterlac, it was nice to learn the technique, and I look forward to applying it to more complicated projects in the future.
It's done in Aunt Lydia's "Denim" crochet cotton. It's really nice stuff, very soft and very drapey. I'm thinking this will be a face cloth, not a dishrag. And hooray, I have a total four skeins of it in different colors that I bought on sale a while back, not knowing what I was going to do with it.
A while back I posted the little fern lace washrag, it's growing a big brother, a teatowel, and I'm hoping the set will make a nice gift for my mother in law if I don't kill myself out of boredom with knitting it first.
Patience is definitely my biggest weakness. I get bored too easily.
But it'll be pretty.
That's about it, other than a progress shot on the four-stitch scarf.
(with sleeping corgi for interest)
Now, to shake off this malaise.