When the Cherry Trees Bloom that can only mean . . .
If you said spring cleaning, please bite your tongue. Cleaning? Bah! Because Spring means the Seattle Knitting Guild is holding their annual Fiber Frenzy, a night dedicated to bringing out those dead skeins, while other members can, well, stash enhance at bargain prices.
I took 4 big boxes of yarn, patterns and magazines to the meeting. It was stuff leftover from my Destash last month, and then yesterday I went on a purge--patterns, magazines, yarn I know I won't get to. And to my surprise, I sold nearly everything I brought--with the exception of some yarn that quite honestly I wasn't ready to get rid off. But what a closet cleaner, and now I have space for . . . what else? More yarn.
I think I deserve a medal, because there I was with a pocket full of "yarn" money and I didn't spend a dime. That is until today, when I saw 7 skeins Cascade 220 on Destash and bought it. It just looked lonely there, and I'm a sucker for stray Cascade 220 that needs a good home.
And a shout out to Janine, over at Feral Knitter, for giving me a quick lesson on "trapping" yarn in floats. Now I just hope I can remember the neat tricks she showed me. What a delightful and wonderful teacher she is!
On the knitting front, I've finished and blocked the pieces for my CPH. And I'll get them sewn tonight so I can pick up the stitches for the hood.
I've also been knitting on the Socks that Rock yarn I picked up at Madrona. I'm a sl-o-o-w sock knitter, but these are fun to pick up and do a few rounds on. How do you sock knitters get so many socks done? I'm just in awe! But then I look at my own output since January (nearly 3 completed sweaters), and suppose that would be at least worth a pair or two of socks.
When the yarn starts to get a mind of its own, then it's time to knit the stash.
Welcome to my blog. My name is Elizabeth, and I've been knitting off and on since I was seven. I come from a long line of knitters, crocheters and quilters and love anything to do with fiber. Since I live in a house filled with male DNA, this is where I get to share my projects and notions.