It rained on Monday. Before you northerners yawn. It rains so rare this year, that it is an event worth noting. Last time it rained was around New Years and before that sometime in October.
Current knitting is still my handspun merino/angora/silk cardi. I'm going to do a half ribbing at the waist, then look for a lace pattern for the body.
I wish you could feel how soft this is. Can't seem to capture the fuzzy halo from the angora, but it's there.
Wish that is was finished so I could wear it.
Finally, got a picture of the guy next door wearing his cowl. He's so cold he's wearing it indoors. He says the guys at his job are jealous and asked him where he got it.
Three and Four are identical twins. I guess I really need to have a naming contest. There really is no way to tell who is who.
Hard to get a good picture of them. When they come out of the box, Huey chases them around and makes them scream. He's back to being the bully bird he was before eggs. Herbie doesn't take crap from his Dad and gives it right back to him. Huey used to push Mr. Bird backwards on the perch with his foot and make Mr. Bird cry. He tried that with Herbie and Herbie leaned forward and bit his leg. Huey hasn't tried that again with Herbie.
I don't know what the prize is, or I can't decide. I have a tote full of handspun and sock yarn I dyed so I'll let the winners choose. Post will come up tomorrow afternoon, as I'm pre-writing that next then will schedule post it. Then I'm headed back to bed with my roll of TP. Ran out of my Puffs Plus today and my delicate nose is being rubbed raw with Quilted Northern. Soft for tushes not for noses.
For probably more exciting posts, you can head over to Tami's and see what others are up to.