a hat made from sunshine

On our way to our mountain, it was darn cold!  And the wind was blowing.  We were eating outside most of the time so we could let Small Mister could run.  But the way the wind was blowing and how cold it was, I needed a hat.  I do not know what I was thinking because I know the end of June, beginning of July can be cold as you go north.  When the Tall Short Person was born in July many years ago, we had to run the heater. 

I did not bring a hat. I had brought a sweater as just in case.  I had yarn with me, the last of Sunshine that I had spun.  I made a hat.  I wore it on the mountain.  I wore it at my parents on the way back.  I wore it all the way through New Mexico.  We go through the northern high plains and it can be a bit chilly there year round. 

I like how it turned out even though it is not perfect.  I am thinking about putting it in my bicycling bag so it is with the sweater I have at work.  That is the one I made from Sunshine's fleece as well.  I have had to pull that one out because of the air conditioning this summer.  That is really how my life works.

my sunshine sweater

I finished my sunshine sweater today.  I chose hooks instead of metal or handmade buttons but I can always change that if I wish.

This is one  of the few good shots of it because I was twirling.  I also had it on crooked.  I based it off the sweater I made for my Beloved with out the color changes and I made it a cardigan instead of a pullover.  I like that there are no seams. 

It is so soft. I was hoping to have it finished so I can take it on our travels.  And I did!  It will be so very lovely for our mountain.

for the young lady I buy chocolate croissants from

When I go to the farmer's market on Saturday morning, I usually buy myself a chocolate croissant.  One of the young ladies there loves my shawls.  I had an extra few skeins of yarn that did not have a home, so I made her own blue shawl.

She did say blue was her favorite.  It has been my work project.  A bit of yarn at work that helps to keep me sane.  This week, I still needed to be working on this shawl because that is the type of week it has been.  One of those weeks on Tuesday where you are laughing because otherwise you would be crying.  I brought the race sweater in with me because I do not have any more yarn spun for the sweater that is at work.  And I bring it home every evening.  That is just not normal. 

Yes, I spin the yarn to make my sweaters at this point of my life.  Works for me!

off to the races

It was a weekend in the tent house because we went to the races.  MotoGP that is.  My Beloved and the Small Mister like their motorbikes so I bought them a Christmas present.  But Small Mister could not join my Beloved so I went to the races with him.

I admit that I took a new project with me because most of my projects are not in a very carry size stage.  

I was surprised how much I enjoyed myself.  Now, I did know some of the people and had an idea of what was happening because I have listened to a lot of races as the boyos have watched them.  I even will ask questions because that is how much I have listened too.  I like the physics of it all.

I started a new sweater in crochet that is a knit pattern.  May I say, sitting on a hill watching motorbike races is probably not the best time to convert a pattern.

This is what I had this morning but I have ripped much of it out.  I really needed a flat spot to measure.  And able to see the pattern better on my phone.  Maybe next time I will remember to print it out first!  This sweater is going to be so soft and I will probably have more spinning to do for it before it is all over.

Not a bad way to spend the weekend.  This next weekend we will be in the tent house again with family.  I am hoping to get some junk shop shopping in.  Never know what you will find.

another scrappy afghan

When I finished the first scrappy afghan at Christmas, I realized I had a lot of extra granny squares.  Since then, I have been making more and putting together another afghan.  That means there are two afghans for three trucks now.  I still have yarn left.  In some ways, I feel like my scrappy afghans do not even touch my bits and pieces.  But, instead of starting another of these right away, I am making a scrappy sweater for Small Mister.  It is not orange, which is his favorite, but it will be good to play in the mud and rain.