Friday, September 23, 2005
Aran Braid, Balaclava & Little Boy Green
Now that I have emptied out the digital camera, I have photos of progress and finished items for you. Our first shot is of sock number one of my aran braid pair. You cannot see the braid on the leg as well in the photo, but you get an idea. I have ten repeats to go before shaping the toe.
Also, this is the balaclava I knit for Fr. Jonathan with the Knitpicks Elegance. I have a tiny bit left, that I could use as an accent in a small garment. I changed the gauge from the pattern available on the web to accomodate a dk weight yarn, and put in short rows at the nose. Fr. Jonathan requested that modification, I suggested it to another woman who was working on these and she wrote out a modified version of the pattern including short rows.
I have three and a half seams to go on Little Boy Green, I didn't get as much done on it this week as I had hoped, and I'm not thrilled with the side seams, but here it is.
Elijah has been very excited to try it on as I sew, checking for fit. I have indoctrinated him into the idea that it is his until he grows out of it, then it will be Amira's. I hope that works, because his other two brothers won't let me hand down their first knit sweaters.
So, the fair. We took the shuttle bus to and from the fair, left the car at the park and ride and I knit about three more repeats on my sock. We spent four hours in about eight of the 15 animal barns and at the kiddie rides, but there weren't any Dexter cattle there this year, and we were too late for the poultry and rabbitry barn, which closed much earlier than everything else. Had we known that, we would have gone there first and worked our way back, but we didn't know. We have some lovely pictures of us in the giant pumpkin patch.
And the boys in the helicopter ride:
And us winding down at the grocery store afterward, where we received a compliment on our children (at nearly 10:00 pm!) by the kind and elderly immigrant gentlemen who were playing chess at the table next to us. Their praise meant more than most, to us as older folks seem to have higher standards for kids' behavior and especially immigrants to the US seem to as well.
I cannot for the life of me remember who made this for Amira, it was sent in a baby shower in a box from some of my virtual friends last year, and I lost all the emails I sent to the people who made the items when the computer died. So, to whomever made this, Amira fits in it now and is getting great use out of it. She still has a few items from that box that will fit her soon, so the knit and crocheted things have lasted her quite some time.
Just for fun, here is our truckload of potatoes that the boys harvested from our basement windows. We have those recesses next to them, as they are lower than the ground, and some enterprising boys tossed some potatoes in there at one point, and they produced a crop.
Also, this is the balaclava I knit for Fr. Jonathan with the Knitpicks Elegance. I have a tiny bit left, that I could use as an accent in a small garment. I changed the gauge from the pattern available on the web to accomodate a dk weight yarn, and put in short rows at the nose. Fr. Jonathan requested that modification, I suggested it to another woman who was working on these and she wrote out a modified version of the pattern including short rows.
I have three and a half seams to go on Little Boy Green, I didn't get as much done on it this week as I had hoped, and I'm not thrilled with the side seams, but here it is.
Elijah has been very excited to try it on as I sew, checking for fit. I have indoctrinated him into the idea that it is his until he grows out of it, then it will be Amira's. I hope that works, because his other two brothers won't let me hand down their first knit sweaters.
So, the fair. We took the shuttle bus to and from the fair, left the car at the park and ride and I knit about three more repeats on my sock. We spent four hours in about eight of the 15 animal barns and at the kiddie rides, but there weren't any Dexter cattle there this year, and we were too late for the poultry and rabbitry barn, which closed much earlier than everything else. Had we known that, we would have gone there first and worked our way back, but we didn't know. We have some lovely pictures of us in the giant pumpkin patch.
And the boys in the helicopter ride:
And us winding down at the grocery store afterward, where we received a compliment on our children (at nearly 10:00 pm!) by the kind and elderly immigrant gentlemen who were playing chess at the table next to us. Their praise meant more than most, to us as older folks seem to have higher standards for kids' behavior and especially immigrants to the US seem to as well.
I cannot for the life of me remember who made this for Amira, it was sent in a baby shower in a box from some of my virtual friends last year, and I lost all the emails I sent to the people who made the items when the computer died. So, to whomever made this, Amira fits in it now and is getting great use out of it. She still has a few items from that box that will fit her soon, so the knit and crocheted things have lasted her quite some time.
Just for fun, here is our truckload of potatoes that the boys harvested from our basement windows. We have those recesses next to them, as they are lower than the ground, and some enterprising boys tossed some potatoes in there at one point, and they produced a crop.
