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Goodbye Autumn

November 13, 2014

The weather has turned cold in my little corner of the world. Winter has decided to show itself in small doses with our first dusting of snow settling in this week. The temperature has fallen and while Autumn is still technically around, nature and most retailers have moved forward. Of course this means that the tree in my front yard, that I had until recently declared was broken, is now covered in half turned leaves that can’t seem to make up their mind as to whether they should continue their progression into a deep and wonderful plum color or to give up entirely and shed in one mass exodus leaving the tree bare and the ground littered in a see of half melted snow and green and purple leaves. I am voting for the continuation of color, however I believe the giant would prefer they get on with it already.

To say I am sad to see this splendid Autumn go is understatement, as a sort of melancholy seems to have crept up on me in the night. Despite the promise of a favorite holiday on the horizon I still find myself wondering where the time has gone. I feel as though it was only yesterday when we were delighting in the cooler evenings of a languishing summer. I could have sworn just a few hours ago the splendid palate of color coaxed from the trees was just beginning and I would have thought that the gleeful laughter of children dressing up as ghouls and goblins was a mere five minutes ago. This is not the case, of course, instead here we are about two weeks into November and I am among the dazed waking up to below freezing morning and leaving work when the sun is spreading out its last tendrils of light.

The desire to stay in bed, beneath the warm covers, tucked inside my little home grows stronger with each passing morning and I find myself contemplating the idea of hibernation while trying to figure out just how one would manage while still earning an income. With a considerable lack of prospects in my future, instead the morning finds me battling my instincts and getting ready for the day. This has included knitting, although thanks to the aforementioned darkness when I finally arrive home, the picture department is seriously lacking. Instead I turn to words, hoping to not only provide a chance to work on my descriptions and therefore my story telling, but also to provide you with a bit more than the mere 432 words I am at now. I will stick with the main one getting some action, because if nothing else it gives me something to write about later.

My most worked on projects are socks, a definite go to project for whenever I am out and about. I like to take socks with me for a few reason: 1) they can be pretty simple and mindless. 2) Thanks to working on DPNS I feel like my ability to quickly stop is easier. and 3) They are small enough to stuff in a bag or coat pocket and head out.

I currently have two active socks in progress. The good news is that I am on the second sock, the bad news is that they are for different pairs. The main one, for at least this week, is knit out of some luscious Sweet Georgia yarn. Now there maybe some among you who think they know which sock I am talking of, but you would be wrong. Because, thanks to some extra cash and a very patient husband I managed to score another two skeins of the stuff a little over two weeks ago. I am starting to think the stuff might be a little like catnip for me, because the colors and feel of the yarn makes me deliriously happy, which is great as long as we don’t consult the wallet aspect. Not to worry, it isn’t like I blew the cat food budget on yarn, nor is it like the Giant was forced to go to the yarn shop, at least not directly. The dude does get some pretty sweet hand knits out of it.

In regards to color this sock is a completely out of the norm for me, a wonderful combination of lime green and a deep pink, the colorway is called Snap Dragon. I am knitting a simple vanilla pair with this yarn; a simple ribbed cuff followed by plain knitting until it reaches a length I felt was right and then a little heel flap and heel and we are off to the races as I pick up stitches for the gusset and work my way down to the foot. The first sock was a relatively quick little number taking me about a week to finish, which is saying something since it has really only seen action before work and during breaks. (Knitting like everything else, except for sleep, has been relegated to the back burner. You don’t want to know how long it has been since I have spun anything.) I cast on for the second one immediately and knit for a good long while, until I realized I had forgotten the decreases for the leg, (a simple test to see if they might fit just a little better.) A trip to the frog pond and a recast found me back on track and nearly recovered in terms of lost yardage.

Thanks to the daily knitting, coworkers have started noticing that me and the yarn, which has prompted more than a few confessions of their own knitting attempts. Introverted wise I am sometimes a little wary of people approaching me, but in this case it actually hasn’t been too bad. I suppose the fact that no one really sits down to chat for extended periods might be a part of it too.

So how is your crafting going? Has winter begun to rear its ugly head? Do you bring your knitting with you to work?


From → Knitting

  1. Yes I do bring my knitting to work, glad to know I’m not alone!

  2. Yes, sadly we will be getting our first snow tomorrow morning. I’m a stay at home mom, but I do bring my knitting with me places. Library, playground… It does seem to start plenty of conversations!

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