All this rain makes for a lovely knitting weekend. I traveled out with my boyfriend to the Pocono's this weekend. His family has a timeshare there and he wanted to do a bit of golf and I just wanted to get away. Before we left he kept reminding me that there was "nothing to do!" and I just smiled back thinking, "Oh silly boy... don't know you know me already and how easily I can amuse myself.. especially when I'm in the zone of knitting??" I brought along the Shetland shawl that's moving along nicely as well as a sock to change things up a bit.
After finishing the Flower Basket Shawl this other Evelyn Clark shawl is actually knitting up much easier. It has been more like a meditation than a fully concentrated task. Something that after a long, frustrating, annoying parent calling filled day at work is a pleasure to pick up and work on. I'm zooming through it and am one repeat away from starting the edging. I'm having a sad feeling about it. Just like when you've finished a really really good book and you're sad that there's not more to the story to read. All this really means is that I must knit another!
To get my mind off the shawl's impending end I started a sock. I'm calling these my Fall Socks.
I know many people have said that the Embossed Leaves lace pattern comes out better with a solid yarn but there's something about this that i love. The yarn I'm using is STR color Petroglyph. When I saw the pattern and looked at the yarn I just kept thinking about Fall leaves and the turning colors. Lucky for me the yarn is pooling a lot which is creating this effect.
You defintely can't get the full effect from this picture but I thought I'd try... I just love how they're coming out! My favorite season is the fall - No allergies, cool breezes, football, Turkey Day, oh and my birthday is in the fall ;-)! And I will always remember raking leaves with my dad and carrying them to the curb using an old bed sheet. The piles of leaves were so big that you could jump in and not be found. Now a days there is no more raking, living in an apartment does that. But I am awaiting patiently the day in which I will pile up huge leaves with my children to carry to the curb. The fall is poking her head around the corner. I will greet her with arms wide open and feet nicely covered.