Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, February 26, 2004 Whew! Made it through the first day of Lent successfully. I can gauge the amount of idle browsing I’ve been doing by how difficult it was to resist doing it. Interestingly, my urges to misbehave seem to follow my biological clock. It peaked around 3 p.m., right when I get that sugar craving. Resistance not being futile, I had an apple and took a walk around the building, and got back to work. The other strong urge came about half an hour before the end of my workday. It took real conscious effort to refrain from the “It’s so close to quittin’ time, I may as well just go ahead and quit.” behavior. Man - I didn’t know how bad I was till I stopped being bad. Hmmm That ought to be a country song. Anyway, I feel like a 12-step program attendee - with a strong urge to stand up and say “My name is Bess and I’m an Internet junkie.” - who’s been dry a whole day, still has the shakes, but is also feeling the dawning glow of detox setting in. Wish me luck for the rest of this project. In the mail yesterday was a package of gorgeous undyed silk top. The weekend holds such delights for me. Two days of fiber joy, including digging out the fiber dyes, plus the chance that I’ll have a partner in crime, with the arrival of D&P on Saturday. P doesn’t know what she’s in for (till she reads this, that is). I’ve been spinning the Interlacements silk in single color blocks to ply with the other bobbin, full of merely large color blocks. I can’t wait to see how it plies, and knits, up. I can’t wait to see if I have enough to make a tank top. (Doubtful, but one never knows) In fact, what am I doing here when I could be spinning? Silk is lots of fun to spin. It’s very long and very strong. It spins a lot faster than wool, but if the twist ever gets past the drafting triangle you really have to stop, unwind and begin again. Even my weight trained forearms are not strong enough to tug the twist out of a too-thick blob of silk. The first silk I ever spun was done in sticky hot October - when one is wearing shorts and the wispy bits got all over my bare legs. Now they’re just all over my clothes, giving me a colorful scarecrow sort of look. I’m not sure if it’s because we are in a different season, or if it is because I’m a more skilled spinner, but I’m finding it a lot easier to spin than I did during that first attempt. Already I’m lusting for more and more and moresilk - bwa ha haaaa! Whew. Better go really do this - not just write about it. Just about finished the first of the novelty yarn scarves. It’s short - 65 yards of Cleo, knit on size 17 needles, into a 9 stitch strip, makes about 5.5 feet of scarf with enough left over to make a little tassel. I’ll dig up the name of the yarn later this a.m. It’s made up of a heavily slubbed yarn, a sparkle yarn, and is wrapped in several strands of what looks like white sewing thread. The idea was to knit something lacy that could be draped around the shoulders and pinned - a look I saw on a lovely woman I met while visiting Jen 2 weeks ago. Her scarf was much longer though - and drapier. But I think this will work as a spring look. Photos when I get them. Ta - HeyBaby is calling me. posted by Bess | 5:32 AM |
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