As April came to a close, I once again experienced an oddly familiar, tingling sensation. My mailbox was stuffed with squares every day, and what with all the recording, photographing, corresponding and documenting that was going on in the ol’ Knitting Den, it felt almost like having a real-live job.
Anyhoo, on to the April Afghanalong Results.
In April we received a total of 196 squares, which is the equivalent of 4 blankets. Since the inception of the Afghanalong in February, we have received over 600 squares. There’s been a whole lotta knittin’ goin’ on, baby. Do we seriously think we are going to be able to sew all these things up? While drinking? Let’s convene a Planning Summit on that one.
Whence cometh these squareths, you ask? Well, take a look at The Maps:
By European Country:
And by State:
(Thanks for the maps, My World 66!)
All I have to say is, Woo Freakin’ Hoo! The Afghanalong is not just sweeping the nation, it’s sweeping the nations. It’s sweeping NATO. It’s sweeping many bilateral and multilateral treaties.
Who Got the Yarn?
The goings-on at the Teapot of Destiny have been, as usual, brimming with pomp and circumstance. I wore my hand plumb out cutting all those little pieces of paper for Joseph to fish around in, with all the solemnity he could muster. The lucky winner of this month’s bag of teal Rowan Magpie wool is Sue of Marlborough, Massachusetts. Congrats, Sue! Your Magpie is on the wing.
Being as how it’s Springtime, on June 1 we will be drawing for a bag of Rowan Kid Classic, this time in a spritely shade called “Imp”, otherwise known as apple green. It’s drop-dead gawgeous, with a Knittablility rating of 99.3 and a Wearability rating of 100 (for those not allergic to sheep and goats).
Since we still have 25 States, not to mention Wales and Ireland, that are yet to be colored in on our maps, we’ve got our work cut out for us in May. To everyone who knitted this month, a Group Hug. The squares, individually, and certainly in their monumental togetherness, inspire me. OK, sometimes the accompanying notes, which include many unnecessary apologies for eensy-weensy (barely perceptible!) discrepancies in squareness, inspire me to laugh out loud, but they inspire me nonetheless.