oh what a weekend. i have been away for a few days, starting with saturday morning and a drive up to sydney to IC knitters guild. what a great group, although i was really hoping to see kris spit into her hand to demonstrate the spit-splice. i used that method of joining very successfully in the featherweight, which being a top down raglan ended up with only about 5 ends to weave in. how much do we love those kinds of projects? enough for me to make another one perhaps? well, funny you should say that, because after guild i went to stay in roseredville, where i was enabled, sorry encouraged, to wind up into huge delicious cakes, my two gorgeous big hanks of tom-the-hot-farmer polwarth silk (purchased at last years bus depot markets in canberra).
according to the figures on wendy’s website, i should have about 1200 metres, which is about what i used for the malabrigo featherweight (which only weighs 164g by the way), but i want to make this one longer in the body and sleeves, so i may be forced to purchase more at the upcoming markets in may. would it be ok to call a project the ‘tom-the-hot-farmer’ cardi, do you think?
speaking of cake, the reason i stayed at rosereds was because, in case you didnt know, she’s having a baby and my partner in crime and i had organised a shower. not a traditional silly game playing one, but one just for knitters, who managed to organise themselves into a circle (what does that say about knitters do you think?) and knit, and eat and drink and laugh and chatter and gift some amazing things, to a very special jane and her very special teddy, who i cant wait to meet and im sure will be as lovely and patient and kind and thoughtful as his mum and dad who i am very fortunate to call my friends. a big shout out to everyone who came and made it such a terrific afternoon! thanks everyone xx
i stayed in roseredville again sunday night because i had to be back in the city to give a paper at a big swanky international conference, which went very well (standing room only in my session, nice!), and i was totally exhausted when i arrived home last night. thankfully, i am home today, and wading through mountains of washing, and catching up on blogs.
but later, i will be casting on featherweight mark II. and thinking about tom the hot farmer, who doesnt know what ‘yardage’ his own wool has. sigh.