The weather has alternated between cold and colder lately, and it makes me want to curl up next to the fire and just stay there. The problem with that plan is that I forget to show you things, like my finished Ron socks:
Which socks I have worn several times already and I adore. Oranges and blues and dusky purples, mmm. I really hope Opal makes more Potter-themed yarns for the next movie, and that there are more colorways I can belatedly fall in love with like I did with this one. More like this, Opal, thank you kindly.
And then there is the Wollmeise Aestlight:
It’s finished now, although it wasn’t when I took this picture. Here it was only past the bird’s eye lace. Now, the long, long border is done, the ends are all woven in and it just needs a blocking — tomorrow, hopefully. And then I will have to figure out how to best photograph it, because it came out delightfully huge. I am very excited to wear it; I just have to figure out what I’m making to go with it. Such trials.
And then, there’s the work in progress:
Yes, it’s a Clapotis. I have to knit one every year. It’s a law. Go check. This is going to be a companion to my Anemoi mittens.
And I’m even working on my spinning:
I’m still terribly new to all this spindle business but it’s slowly coming together. See? I have yarn!
In between all of that I’ve been watching pattern sales slowly grow and counting how much money I will be able to donate. I’m well over $200 now, and yesterday I reached 200 copies of October Leaves off to new homes. (You know Count von Count? Yeah, just like that. TWO! TWO HUNDRED COPIES! AH AH AH.) I’m really looking forward to hitting send on that donation and sending some of this largess, this community, to where it’s needed. Just a few days left until I can give you all the grand total. (See how subtle that hint was, stragglers?) And in the meantime, you all have my most heartfelt thanks, for buying October Leaves and all the other patterns out there who teamed up to make such an amazing fundraiser. I am so, so proud to be a part of this community.
Now, all of you go cast on. I want to see your mitts. I’ll be right here, curled up with yarn, hibernating.