Speaking of farmers' markets and knitting, I was poking around one of my local ones recently in search of peaches (found, and made into cobbler!), where I saw this:
Which reminded me rather strongly of this:
I knit and painted the flat as a gift for my sister (it was for her birthday, and yes, it was late). I'll share my method later, but for now, I'm off to knit furiously on a stole. The recipient's going to be in town this weekend, so if I finish it, I don't have to mail it to her! I just have to finish the edging and block it, which is totally doable. I think.
2 comments:
Dude, I bought a flat too, but I'm going to wait until my sister comes down for a visit, and we're going to paint it together. Should be interesting to say the least, but I bet the colors will be greens (mine) and purples (hers). Then I'm going to knit 2 pairs of short socks.
And I'm so with you on the dang ragweed. Seriously, there are some things in this world that I just see no purpose for whatsoever. When I rule the world, things are going to be different, my friend. #1...no allergens. At all. Benadryl will be a recreational drug only.
Fall is the most beautiful season, my favorite by far. Apples, roasting green chiles, the fireweed turning red, the moose in rut...I wish it could last longer. On the plus side, it signals that knitting season (aka winter) is right around the corner.
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