apparently, there are quite a lot of red objects in my ravelry projects. anyone would think it was my favourite colour or something. but im a bit over it. it looks good on me, but to be honest, blue looks better. once upon a time in the 90s i had my colour analysis done, and apparently im a ‘winter’. lucky for me, this means i can get away with wearing all black, but i really should add some blue. so im adding some blue. almost all of my current WIPs are blue, or related. for example:
1. lace. stonecrop by jared flood in madeline tosh prarie, colourway ‘thunderstorm’
(and yes fee it looks like i did do the garter rows at the beginning!)
2. garter. colour affection shawl by veera valimaki in holst garn coast, colourways ‘lead, charcoal and tweed’
i am using the tweed (blue) as the main colour and then contrasting it with the light grey first then the charcoal, so it gets darker towards the bottom.
3. cardigan. flaming june by cheryl niamath in madeline tosh merino light colourway ‘ink’
of course, this wont be ready to wear until its too bloody hot again, but i love how its looking so far. im tempted to just work on this alone right now.
4. hat. not quite blue but in the same family.
i have cast on the remains of the sanguine gryphon bugga from the half-cranfords (colourway ‘grey scalloped bar butterfly’!) meaning for this to be an ishbel beret, but a little pixie enabler showed me this pattern this morning and im thinking of switching. this means ripping and starting over, but i should do it right?
the other items on the needles are deadline/gift knitting, neither blue nor grey so they dont count. but you see what i mean right? its like i get obsessed with one thing and thats all i can see or think about for about 6months. i think about branching out into other colours but then i wouldnt wear them anyway so whats the point?
in other news, the ‘feeling a little poorly’ turned into a full blown case of manflu (much worse than ordinary flu) and i’ve been off work for three days. i go back tomorrow then im home all weekend with all the kids.
that whole living alone thing is working out really well. i love it. oh how i love it. the peace and quiet, complete freedom to do what i want when i want. there are some drawbacks. i have to do my own washing up. and put the bins out. and no one brings me tea when i am on the couch groaning with manflu. (i should train the dogs better). and i do miss having jem here all the time, but he comes around every day to hang out with possum and ricco in the backyard, and i see trent almost every day too, and this weekend he is away doing new family things so i get to look after their cats too. (i like cats. i’d gladly have a ginger here to give ricco a bit of what for, but im allergic so i wont).
so you know, its all ok, in the scheme of things. im off to the couch now to knit something thats not blue and maybe start a buffy rewatch. its been a year. it must be time.