I've Got it Bad

This past week I came down with a major case of startitis, most likely a result of finishing my Monkey socks. For some reason I’ve gone on a scarf kick and have cast on three since last Thursday.

This one is the Party Lace Scarf, made from Haiku from Alchemy Yarns.

I can hardly express how much I love this scarf. It is light and airy and oh, so soft. My favourite part is the row of crystal beads along each end. I love how they sparkle when they catch the light.

This is the Tiger Eyes Lace Scarf, made from some Cherry Tree Hill that I had originally intended for socks.

It doesn’t look like much right now but blocking should reveal its large, striking central lace motif.

Finally, The Prismatic Scarf.

I fell in love with some Manos Silk Blend over the weekend and it followed me home. I wanted a pattern that would make the most of the yarn’s beautiful, variegated colours and went browsing Ravelry. To my delight, I found a pattern designed specifically for this yarn. It is simple, yet interesting, and features a very attractive I-cord edging.

On Saturday I bought a new, purple hoodie and was inspired to make some socks in the same colour—I just so happened to have some Hazel Knits in the perfect shade—so I cast on Stricken by Cookie A. This is my second project for September’s Sockdown. I happily knit away for about 2” before realizing that I had neglected to knit all the cable stitches through the back of the loop, as the chart indicated. Although the cables look beautiful as they are, they are much more effective knit tbl, so I really had no choice but to frog the socks. I immediately cast on again, just so I wouldn’t abandon the project completely, and will start all over again when I can stand to look at them.

My favourite acquisition this weekend was a new birdfeeder.

I haven’t put one up since 1996, when we got our cat, Misty. I didn’t think it was fair to invite the birds to dinner—with them as the main course. But now that Misty is older and doesn’t go outside in the wintertime as much as she used to, I decided it was probably safe to hang a feeder again. It doesn’t look like the birds have found it yet but it won’t take long until they do.

My least favourite acquisition this weekend is what seems to be the beginnings of a chest cold. I promptly put the remains of last night’s crock pot chicken to good use and made up a pot of soup. It is simmering away on the stove as I write and the scent of it is wafting downstairs. Pardon me while I hit “post” and go have a bowl…