The last Winter Study of my Williams' career is about to come to a close and then a nice, peaceful Dead Week, where I'll have plenty of time to work on this stash busting and studying for the LSATs, since that Feb. 2nd date is starting to look far too close.
Quilting turned out to be far more stressful than I thought it would be--it's a lot to accomplish in 3 weeks, but it looks like I will accomplish it by the end of this week. Or die trying. I don't think it's a hobby I'm going to carry on after this class. Knitting is my calling, after all. I will, however, provide pictures of those quilts once/if they're finished, which should be some time this week.
I spent last weekend housesitting for the knitting instructor's neurotic dogs--that was a chore. At least she paid me well for it and I had time to make this charming fellow:According to the pattern, his name is Francois. Funny name for a Maine lobster, but I think I'll keep it. Here's another view:
I also have not been true to the 'no buying yarn before you finish what you've got' dictum, since I went with Christina to a rather overpriced yarn store in Adams, that I don't think we'll be revisiting, and bought some really nice sock yarn for Walker and some not-so-nice, but self-striping sock yarn for me =). So many projects. Now I'm really not allowed to buy any more yarn until all of this stuff is used up. Okay?
I have been working on the rest of the yarn in my stash, though. That odd ball of kid mohair that I used for those socks earlier in the year is being turned into a really loose and lacy scarf for my mother. If she doesn't like it, I'll just have to donate it or something. I've also broken open a ball of fingering wt yarn that I've had in my bag since summer--I don't really know why I bought it, but it's going to make a nice pair of mint green socks for me.Looks like fish scales, doesn't it? So cool. I'd say it's been a fairly productive and satisfactory Winter Study. The only thing I would change is the amount of snow we had. It keeps flurrying and not sticking and it makes me very sad. We had so much in December and now it's all gone. What's that about? Oh well, good thing we weren't planning on going skiing this year.