On Friday H and I hosted a friend we inherited from my parents. It wasn’t all visiting since her roll is more professional but we have always considered her a friend. During the summer she visited with her friends in China and was kind enough to remember H as she enjoyed her trip. She brought H a package of Jasmine tea pearls. They both love all kinds of tea and can chat about it for hours. I find myself on the outside of their conversation often. My idea of tea is Lipton sweet served over ice on a hot summer day. They discuss varieties and the best method for brewing. I will say at one point on Friday they did get my attention during all the tea talk. Watching the beautiful flower unfurl in the cup and catching the sweet delicate smell of Jasmine was heavenly.
Yesterday The Husband, N and I made a trek to the western part of the state to visit The New England Fiber Festival. It’s been quite a while since we attended a wooly event and this one did not disappoint. There was more than enough yarn to keep me oohing and aahing, we visited with sheep, alpaca, llamas and many many bunnies. N wants a bunny. The thought is tempting but I know my limits. A bunny is beyond them for now.
I managed to come home with just a few select things. From left to right: Six Paca Farm Buds of Spring DK, Good Karma Farm Sox yarn and Holiday Yarns Flocksock fingering in BlackJack. There was something else that is a gift so I can’t share a photo. It felt so good to have a few hours stress-free. Sadly real life returned as we were making our way home. My FIL passed away. He had just moved to hospice a few days before. He is now at peace. We will miss him.
I am a huge fan of chicken pie. We always had delicious ones when I was a kid. They came from a little shop that made them fresh. You paid so much for the pie and a deposit for the dish and when you returned the dish you got your deposit back. Or like we always did, just got another pie. There is still a dish around here from that place. Oh look, I made a homemade chicken pie in that dish. This is the recipe I used. I didn’t follow it exactly: I used butter instead of margarine and all shortening for the crust, I skipped the broccoli and mushrooms entirely. It was good but I feel like there was something missing, some small flavor absent. I’ll figure it out eventually but this recipe is a great jumping off point for making your own chicken pie. I particularly like the gravy. It’s good, tasty enough to drink from a glass kind of good. I’ll be making this one again!
I finally found a place to block where Myles can’t get a hold of everything, my parent’s house. There is no one there, I go over everyday to clean out closets or dressers. I gather family photos and riffle through old bills and such. Setting up a blocking place in the corner of the kitchen makes sense.
This is Zilver by Lisa Mutch. I knit it in Dream In Color Smooshy in Deep Seaflower. The pattern is wonderfully written and easy to follow. I found it a pleasure to knit also. The yarn is yummy, so soft and the colors stunning. The camera on my phone can’t capture the colors correctly. It really is more like the link, blues with just a bit of green mixed in. There are no reds, oranges or yellows. It is not rainbow at all. My phone is confused. The textured stitch pattern is easy to knit but looks so complex when done. This is the second Loopy Academy project which requires a project with texture in the body.
Yesterday while I was washing dishes Myles dragged his bed out into the kitchen and made himself comfortable while he chewed on his bone. I was so pleased that he chose a calm peaceful behavior. I’ve been trying to get him to learn that his bed is a happy place. As a matter of fact I quickly emailed this photo to The Husband to show that yes, Myles is learning. A short time later I had to email a second photo.
Yes, that is a skein of yarn dragged from one room to another while still attached to the super secret project. Good Grief! He lulled me into a false sense of security so he could trash my knitting. Really he was out of my sight for maybe 45 seconds. It took me over an hour to untangle the yarn and roll it into a ball. I don’t think he felt guilty either.
The other day I mentioned the shawl I have waiting to be blocked. I thought maybe you’d like to see what I was talking about. Here is a blurry taken at night while I was knitting in bed photo. See, I was thinking about you when I was among the missing.
I have come up with a blocking plan that I hope to institute soon. My schedule is full the next couple of days so I’ll get to it when I can. Hopefully that will make for some finished objects, or maybe just some really sad the dog at my knitting stories.