Several pairs of socks later

I'll remember this winter as the winter of the flu and of socks flying off needles with remarkable speed. It takes me a week to knit a pair of socks, unless I take my time and put them aside for a few nights - something which my carpal tunnels occasionally scream at me to do.


These are done in Essential Tweed Inca Gold. It worked up into a nice, snug sock with a lot of stretch.

As for the flu, it's still with me two weeks later, and has me down again today. I can knit or I can sleep. As far as anything else is concerned, it's sort of a toss up as to whether or not I'll get through it. I actually abandoned a full cart in the grocery store the other evening, as the edges of my vision began to go dark, and the room started to spin. Maybe I have pneumonia. Who knows? Mostly the dogs believe I've become really, really boring. From what I can tell, they're right.

On another note, here is one of the promised pictures from A.C.'s Boardwalk Kennel Club weekend. Travis knows how to smile, something which he did rather broadly when he won Best of Winners for us. Apparently, there is a rule that 13 year old boys must not smile in pictures. This was Saturday's win. We still don't have the photograph from Sunday.

My knitting's now moved on to a baby blanket for Sarah's second, due any minute now. I'm doing another log cabin blanket, this time in softer pastel tones. It'll be nice, but I don't like it as much as I liked the deeper, tapestry tones from last year's blanket for Jen's baby. I have to say, it's a relief to be back on size 8 needles after all those hours and hours on size 0, making socks. This blanket feels like it's flying along! This will change, I presume, when it comes to the applied I-cord edging (scroll to the Feb. 12 post.) I must thank my dear friend, Janie, for sending me piles and piles of color hanks of tapestry wool for these blankets. They're just perfect, with the subtle tone shifts in hue, and the small hanks make it easy to work up the strips.