Yurting

Eric's birthday was Friday, and I whisked him away for a little adventure-- our home for the weekend:


No electricity, no running water, an outdoor privy-- believe it or not, friends, deprivation of modern conveniences is our idea of a good time.

Some things we did have:

A roaring woodstove-- expertly tended by yours truly

Miles of snowshoe trails

Wintry vistas

Endless cups of tea

Not pictured: fondue. It didn't last long enough for a photo op.


Also, a yurt happens to be the perfect setting for a bit of knitting (and spinning):


I finally whipped the hat sample into shape:

Glacier Bay, meet your new friend, Aurora

AND I taught Eric to knit:

Code name: Cheese Doodle

I'm not allowing myself to get too excited about it yet-- four rounds of stockinette do not a knitter make. But he did sit down and work on it last night without any prompting from me...

Such fun-- though I did rather enjoy the hot shower I took moments after getting home!

In Progress

For the past two weeks, I've been distracted by some unexpected developments in my professional life which may lead to very big changes for me-- good changes, I assure you, but I've been walking a fine line between excitement and panic. So, knitting is somewhat neglected at the moment, though I have made progress on a couple of things.

My Shadow has most of a sleeve:


Gauge worries have evaporated-- the stitch pattern is plenty forgiving, after all-- but now I'm reluctant to progress to the actual sleeve cap... I really love how it's coming out so far, though. Here's a closeup:


I'm also knitting a sample for a pattern I'm writing, which is causing a bit more frustration:


The colors keep trying to blend into each other-- I had to surgically remove a whole section of muddy green from one skein-- and worse, this has distracted me from the fact that my gauge is way off. Maybe I knit my original sample on larger needles? At any rate, I'm going to have to start over... possibly with new colors. It's enjoyable knitting, at least-- I still haven't gotten over self-striping yarn.

By this time next week, some of the work-related excitement may have calmed down a bit-- in the meantime, keep your fingers crossed for me!

Gears (and spindles) turning

I got an unexpected and entirely welcome gift of fiber from Eric for Christmas-- it's Corriedale top, it's the bees knees, and I have ten ounces of it:


As soon as I opened it and stopped grinning like an idiot the gears started turning... according to the wonderful Knitter's Book of Wool by Clara Parkes, "Corriedale makes a smooth and extremely durable worsted yarn."* I started imagining a strong, dense, fine, tightly plied, worsted-spun yarn-- perfect for... SOCKS! I have thus far been immune to the sock-knitting virus, but this stuff really wants to become socks... I'm helpless to resist!

I had no idea if I could actually spin this imaginary yarn, but my sample looks convincing enough:


I'm going to be way too cool wearing socks knitted from my own hand-spun yarn. Just putting that out there.



*Also: "Beginning handspinners love Corriedale because of its pronounced crimp, generous staple length, and ease of handling." So that explains it.

Finish Line

I'm finishing some things today-- now that I'm no longer in hat assembly-line mode, it's harder to muster the necessary energy. Two things I'm finishing are gifts, so motivating deadlines are involved. Though I tend to think of birthdays as more of a suggestion than an absolute deadline...

There's hand-spun yarn dripping in the shower:


A cowlish item pinned for blocking:


And a pastel object laid out to dry-- it still needs buttons and a drawstring:

Can you guess what it might be? I'm not telling.

Now I can start approximately ten more things without a speck of guilt!

Indecision

I realize that there hasn't been (so far) much knitting content in this so-called knitting blog, and there's a couple of reasons for that. I have a nearly-completed project that is supposed to be a surprise... and the other projects I've been planning haven't quite launched onto the needles yet. I'm kind of in a pickle of indecision at the moment.

First off, some swatches that are giving me trouble:


My love for SHELTER has become even deeper, if that is possible-- one swatch is clearly much larger than the other, yet there is little difference in the density of the fabric. After washing, the stitches just fluff themselves into perfect cohesiveness. Magical. The problem is, every way I measure gauge, I get a different result. The larger one seems by some measures to be the appropriate gauge for the pattern, but there's enough uncertainty that I remain unconvinced-- add to that the uncertainty of a sweater knit in pieces, multiply by my perfectionism and general indecisiveness, and you get a perfect storm of dithering. Maybe I can convince myself to try knitting a sleeve.

Secondly:


This is meant to become a sample for a pattern I'm writing-- I'm going to be my own test-knitter-- but it looks so lovely in the skein that I can't bear to disturb it at the moment.

My hands are getting itchy, so something's got to give.

Things with snow on them

When I left work Friday it was snowing, the first real snow of winter. It was only an inch and it was gone by Saturday afternoon, but I made hay while it lasted-- things with snow on them are instantly more photogenic, don't you think?













Maybe it's that unearthly snow-light that does it... I can't tell you how much I have been longing for snow. Something must be really wrong with me!

Goals vs. Habits

Maybe it's the time of year, but I have been thinking a lot about goals-- this post on zenhabits got me started. Last year I set a ton of goals-- holy moley-- but this year, I'm trying to resist the urge. I don't know if it's possible-- or desirable-- to live entirely without goals, but living entirely for them is kind of stifling. And for those of us with an innate talent for procrastination-- like myself-- more goals = more things that can be put off until tomorrow...

Instead of setting goals for the year, I've just been trying to do things that make me feel good-- cook healthy food, get outdoors, knit, read, think, write. The more time I spend on good habits, the less time there is for bad habits-- like aimlessly surfing the internet for hours. Some enforcement is necessary, though-- my new rule is: no computer time before I have gotten some exercise and completed one household chore. Sounds easy, right? I did it today!

I have found that I can't entirely banish procrastination from my life-- but if I am distracted from cleaning and exercising by reading and knitting, at least I have spent my time well. The same cannot be said for viewing 1500 lolcats...

Last year, I learned to spin, and I think it may be the ultimate form of productive procrastination-- it's so easy to pick up and while away half an hour, thinking all the time "My sink may be full of dirty dishes, but I'm making yarn!"

Look at that fat spindle!

So lately, in lieu of firing up Ye Olde Interwebs, I've been spinning-- every day. This may eventually lead to a houseful of yarn, but the outcome doesn't really concern me. I'm willing to just allow it to be a pleasurable activity that happens to have a useful (and lovely) biproduct:


I have promised to knit something with my handspun... the habit of setting goals is hard to break!

Do you have any goals for 2012? Or are you anti-goal? Do tell.