Not Blogging

I swear I'm not blogging. NOT BLOGGING.

But I think this is really neat, so I thought I'd give it a link, in case you're interested too. Knit a square for Grandmother Purl, everyone! (I have a sadistic fantasy that we will send in thousands upon thousands of squares, utterly burying Kristi.)

In other news, I have confirmed that the saying is, in fact, "Work hard, work hard."

There has been -- and will be -- NO knitting this week. Oh, the humanity!

Pooh pooh to all of you who insist it is "play" hard . . .

The Face of the Earth

(Hi!)

Am dropping off it. But only for a week.

Why?

Work stuff. Crunch time. You know what they say: "Work hard, knit hard."

(It's my new mantra!)

Or they say something like that, anyway. . . . I know it is "Work hard," . . . something else . . . "hard." (It had better not be "Work hard, work hard." Sometimes I wonder.)

Well.

Even if I have not got it exactly right, this is still probably a better motto than the only other one I am seriously contemplating for this week. ("Work hard, drink hard." It does have its own special allure.)

I will return with tales of knitting and ill-advised yarn purchases very, very soon.

Yours,
Anony K.

More Fruit, No Knitting

The Tropical Dragon Fruit! (Tastes like chicken!):

(Actually tastes sorta, kinda like kiwi.)


Extremely magenta inside:

(The picture simply doesn't capture it.)


Fresh Figs! (These are good. Dried ones are yucky.):




Cross section!:




Extreme close up!:

(That's sorta gross, actually. Too "Dead Body Poking" for a knitting blog?)

You Think You Have Problems?

Nicole comments that having started one blanket, she ought not to start another.

I am here to tell you, girl, that there is absolutely nothing wrong with starting a second blanket.

If there were, would I really have started a fourth, for no good reason?

Katia Jamaica, color # 4004.



(You know to not listen to me, right? I have no idea what I am doing.)

La la la la la la . . .

Smell the roses!

World of Wacky Fruit

In the comments, Lainey enquires re the colourway numbers of the Noro used in the Lizard Ridge squares I've posted. Answer: Yes, I am mostly destashing, but I do have the ball bands around somewhere (and I wrote down somewhere else which square was from which skein). . . . When I get my act together, I'll update the blog with this info.

In the meantime, here is some distraction . . .

My local market has started stocking fruits never before seen! (At least not in these parts . . .) Here are some of the more mundane.

The tiniest apples in the world! (Penny for scale):





Raisins, still on the vine! (Unfortunately, these are excellent. This is unfortunate because they are way too expensive for everyday. Won't be putting these in any brown bags unless I win the lottery.):





Fresh Dates! (Who doesn't like their dates to be fresh?):

Bonus cross section:





Have you ever seen the like?

Noro Supplies Critically Low

Noro Kureyon #165.

Noro Kureyon #124.


Noro Kureyon #88.

Self Destructive

So there was this voice.

And it said, "Initiate Self Destruct Sequence!"

And then this just started happening:

Noro Kureyon # 185.



After judicious application of the iron:





Cute backside, too:





Anyone could tell you this is almost literally the last thing I should be doing.

I say "almost" only because I imagine that I shouldn't be, say, bungee jumping or free basing more than I shouldn't be doing this. (This would be the Doctor's position, but I am sure it is debatable.)
But come to think of it, I shouldn't be starting a nuclear holocaust more than I shouldn't be starting Lizard Ridge. So I suppose "almost literally" is better usage than "literally." Literally.

Anyway, I swear it is not my fault.

My command-and-control center made me do it.

Caught in the Act!

Generally this sort of activity occurs when Anonyknits isn't looking . . .




Bad cat!




In broad daylight!




Open and notorious!




"Yeah. I ate your damn needles. So sue me."

Thinking about it, kid. Thinking about it.

Two Birds

(the ones we hit with that one stone, not the ones in the bush . . .)

I keep thinking it is time to get back to that goal of demolishing the Mountain O'Mohair and, I guess, start another Cloud Hat. (Then tears threaten.)

Then I think probably it would be better to keep on track with the vague plan to knit all the seamless sweaters in Knitting Without Tears. (Tears recede.)

So I'm gonna keep the tears in check and work on both goals simultaneously:





Start of an EZ seamless raglan, in the Cloud Hat fashion.

This might turn out to suck blue mohair (yuck!), but it will definately be warm.

News Flash

The Doctor wears his socks! And they fit!

They fit!

In other news:

New Knitty

Oooooooooohhhhhhh!

A Start

Baby Norgi (Now with Cat Bonus)

Baby Norgi, in the smallest size:





Closer shot (see the puckering?):





Special Cat Bonus:

Warshrag

Behind the Curve

Felting.

(Or Fulling.)

Heard of it?

Unlike everyone else in the blogosphere (I'm convinced that even those political bloggers are doing it, and just not talking about it . . . ), I've never tried it.

Sounds like fun.

But before I jump into a Noni bag (advanced territory, that, felting-wise), seems best to try something in the swatch-family, just to make sure my washer can "do the deed."

So, coasters (pre-felting):





One skein of Noro Kureyon got me five.

Pre-felting dimensions:





Recipe here.

Compromise

As it turns out, I like knitting better than blogging.

And so given limited free time, I knit rather than blog.

I have extremely limited free time for the next while.

But I do like blogging.

So I have a proposition for you.

I will continue knitting. ("Doi," as the kids say. Or is it "Doy?")

I will continue blogging.

But I won't be including nearly as many pesky words in my blog entries, at least not for the next while.

And although I will continue working away on Dulaan 2007, I will not be slavish about blogging about it on Wednesdays and only on Wednesdays.

In this new spirit:

I want to start this:





(Zippered, hooded baby sweater by Dale of Norway.)

But I still have this:





(That mythical Baby Norgi I keep talking about, going to Dulaan 2007. Won't divert it to the Strategic Baby Knits Reserves for three reasons: 1.) Dry clean only alpaca / merino yarn. 2.) Colorwork (my first) puckers more than a bit. 3.) Am not utterly convinced that the neck measurements are big enough, and don't want to give a baby I know an ill-fitting sweater. (It is a bit of a dilemma. Because I also feel badly about giving a young'un I don't know a potentially ill-fitting sweater. But I'm not utterly convinced it won't fit, either. And given that, Dulaan 2007 seems a better idea than tossing the thing.) )

I think there is some rule about not having more than one outstanding steek-sweater to cut.

But I still don't want to drag out that dang sewing machine. So, by hand it will be.

Patience, grasshopper.

(Did I say fewer words? Damn.)