knitting and milton

wee... somehow (I'm a bad influence) our study group on Paradise Lost today turned into a knitting group.I taught Ella to knit and she's know working on a scarf - look how excited she got about her first few perfect rows: ella Sara brought some crazy, but gorgeous ribbon yarn along and started a drop stitch scarf. She made it narrower after I took this but look how cool it is, it looks like a bird of paradise (got shredded or something, except less gruesome): sara

I also taught my oldest friend, Joanna how to cast on, purl and bind off (useful stuff) and sent her home with stitch n bitch on Monday. Her only other project was a thong for a friend, yup my friends are as crazy as me. But now she is well on her way to lots of pretty jumpers. And thongs with shaping if that's what she so desires. No pics though. Of the teaching session or the thong.

Clearly I completely missed the deadline for signing up for the olympics and with the whole dissertation deadline last friday I didn't get a chance to even think of a project. So no knitting olympics for me. However all this productivity that's flying around blogland is rather inspiring. That combined with a resolution not to buy anymore yarn until I at least figure out what yarn I have meant I decided to sort out the stash. Now I'm sure there are some of you who have nice neatly organised yan hordes. And I'm very sure that that is made easier because you bought your yarn, and it came neat and tidy. I have two sets of yarn I bought in my stash, a bunch of 4ply cotton I made half a dress with last summer, and some wool to make my mum a jacket (ok she bought the wool but the point was it was new). I don't think I have anything else that I bought that isn't leftover from projects or in use. Everything else and there's a lot of it I inherited. Mostly from my grandfather, but some from other people. And when I got this wonderful inherited stash it was already a mess. And most of it is somebody else's decades worth of leftovers. And it's tangled. I'm making progress but at the moment my floor looks like a bomb hit the furthest back corner of the stockroom of a very ancient wool shop.

I started using some of it up though. Yay. I'm making a felted cloche with leaves running down it. I think that's what I'm making, I've never designed a felted pattern before and there's definitely a cross your fingers element at the moment. Oh well if it doesn't fit right I can turn it into a bag or something. Right? creative mistakery. Mistakery is now my ace new word of the day.

Not only am I sorting out my stash and using it. I'm writing up two patterns, the apocolypse hoodie and the pink cardie (who you shall be formally introduced to tomorrow). You might get the hoodie pattern tomorrow too. Actually probably more like Friday or Saturday, but soon. And I taught people to knit, I'm one of the people behind the scenes that makes the olympics work, you know a coach, a snow plow driver, something like that!

mini me won

the tiniest ysolda in the world