Let’s discuss this New York State Sheep and Wool Festival.
I’ve never been to Rhinebeck before, so I’m really excited.
Here is a list of who will be appearing at the Festival’s Meet the Authors event, Sunday, Oct. 21, 11:30-2:30 pm in something called Tent City. It’ll be like a Boy Scout Jamboree! I can’t wait to meet all the authors who are going to be appearing. Kristin Nocholas will be there! Do you think she’s related to Kristin Nicholas?
Apparently Tent City is located in Area 41, which if you ask me sounds a lot like Area 51, which as we all know is where the government tests new supersecret bombers and probably keeps aliens. Nobody much knows what goes on in there. But there could be aliens.
I looked up the Sheep Festival’s Area 41 on Google Maps. See?
Verrrrrry mysterious. See that whited-out part? That’s Area 41. Nobody knows what goes on in Area 41. I think we have a lot to worry about.
Everybody, we hope you’ll come by to say hello. We’ll be signing books, rubberstamping books, you name it. We’ll have the Suitcase of Luv with us if you’d like to see projects from our book in real actual life. And some surprises.
Woad Is Me
Here’s my car knitting of recent days–I have had a terrible time getting much recreational knitting done, seeing as how we’ve been futzing around with the new book manuscript to a headbanging degree. Ironique, eh?
I can hardly WAIT to show everybody this new book. I am ridiculously excited about it. I’m sorry it’s taking so long.
Meanwhile, in quieter waters, this little scarf began when Cristina lobbed me a ball of sockweight wool she dyed herself with woad. All I knew about woad was that it turns this yarn a brilliant yellow. When I checked here, I learned more about woad than I’d known my whole life.
[ETA: Many thanks to you Mel Gibson fans out there who have pointed out that woad was used to paint warriors’ faces BLUE not YELLOW. Woad is a blue dye. I just remembered that Cristina’s tag said “Dyed with weld” not WOAD. And WELD is the ticket! Weld is the yellowiest yellow there is! Sorry for my limp memory.]
I mixed the woady wool with Koigu, in an also-brilliant shade of green. And I freehanded a pattern based on a sweater I saw one day this summer. It’s a curly thing, but maybe it’ll behave if I give it a stern blocking. Or not.
Finishing Up a Perfect Sweater
And I wanted to be done with this project two weeks ago. One sleeve shy of a Perfect Sweater.
Cascade 220 is such a great workhorse yarn. It does what you ask it to do without complaining, whining, or misbehaving.
It’s tidy and responds well to discipline.
If we have another kid, I’m naming him Cascade 220 Shayne. I think Cara should name her baby Cascade 220.
PS Those sheep are the noble residents of Martha’s Vineyard. I met them this summer.