And there was much rejoicing. They ended up being less elegant-lady and more asskicking-dyke - which works out well for me. They make me feel like Jungle Camo Wonder Woman With Bondage Action. I put them on and just want to punch the air.
Hi-ya!
This shows off the cables to the best effect.
Do you know how hard it is to photograph your own arms?
Rock on, Evangeline.
The second one took twice as long as the first, and I am officially in love with this pattern. I think this will end up being my go-to stashbuster if I have 80yds of anything (I'm looking at you, Cascade Eco+). I love this yarn, but I'm not sure how well the striping shows off the cable pattern. And there's no more! Three Wally Worlds and not a single ball of armytage to be found. I do have about 140yds left, though. Some of it will be baby booties, and I want to try something involving felting. Not the Booga bag, I don't think. I need another bag like I need more yarn - and that would be 'not at all'. I have so many yards of laceweight, and none of it in one colourway enough to make anything. I'm thinking a di-colour Swallowtail, but I'll have a poke through Victorian Lace Today and see what I can come up with for 250yds.
That was my other knitting adventure today. I headed down to Central Library to have a look at the knitting section - the good old 746es. I was expecting about double the collection that the little library back in Antigonish had - all six books. I wasn't expecting five packed shelves of books. Pattern books, technique books, magazines, quote books, essay books, so many books I nearly passed out. For this raid I limited my plunder to only five - the two that I went for (Victorian Lace Today and Wrap Style), a book of essays, Mason-Dixon, and a book by a woman with the best nom de plume ever. I have definitely, definitely found my new favourite knitting resource.
Still waiting on my package from KnitPicks. A box arrived for me today and I got all excited until I looked at the label and saw that it was just medical supplies. Epic sad. I can't really start any of the planned selfish-me-me-me-all-mine projects that I want to until it gets there, nor can I start the baby Yoda for my unborn baby cousin because I don't have the right needles. Right now, I have my hibernating irritating projects, and the first of hopefully a pair of garter stitch baby booties. I don't really feel like working on any of them, but I have project-guilt and feel like I should.
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