A few days away

Last weekend I hopped off to Castlegar for a few days. 

Of course you get a "knitting in the Vancouver airport" photo. I had this Noro Silk Garden Sock yarn for another project, but, flushed with the success of the previous sock yarn hat, I decided a hat with this would be the perfect travel knitting. The colours turned out quite differently than I had anticipated. You just can't tell from the outside of the ball. 

Unlike in Toronto, in Castlegar spring has pretty much arrived. Forsythia blooming all over the place, and the lilacs should be out in the coming week, I'd bet.

My brother came out as well, and his plane was delayed in Toronto by snow.

Moss outside my sister's back door.

And the river just down the street. I spent some time one morning wandering along the shore looking at the rocks. I only brought one home this time, a greenish one that I can imagine is jade. 

Even the sewer covers are cooler than those at home. 

My sister was taking part in a Scrabble tournament at the library one day, so I went along. She beat my total by a few points: 977 to 969, but neither of us was in the top three -- those guys had 1100+ points in three games! 

Someone's bag I coveted. The base is just denim, with the Scrabble fabric appliquéd on. I've looked for such fabric, but have never found any so good. 

My favourite rack of the day. I don't think I actually played either of those words, but I did use my X to great advantage, I recall. 

We did a very little bit of work on my mom's stuff in the storage unit. We carefully picked three boxes that contained easy stuff to deal with -- at least one box will just go to the thrift shop; one sister picked through and took care of another boxful; and there are a few things which we'll deal with "later." One day I'll go with more than a small back pack, and bring home things like this teapot. For now it is back in the locker until another day. (I tucked the little bowls in my bag this time.)

A brother-in-law, a sister and a brother, trying to make the camera take a picture. We managed to get all 5 siblings together, which is a bit of a rarity.

And we managed to get one decent picture of us all, even more of a rarity. Sister, me, brother, dad, sister, sister.

The hat got almost finished, but I was working on a circular needle and needed double-points to finish it, so I actually had no knitting on the plane ride home! 

A last walk in the woods before getting my plane home. We saw an eagle that morning. 

The trip over the mountains to Calgary was perfectly clear and I had a window seat. I have quite a few pictures like this! I zoomed in on this perfect U-shaped valley. 

I finally finished the hat. I think it'll go into the Christmas box.

I got home on Friday at 1 in the morning, and Stephen left at the crack of dawn on Sunday to go to England. Maybe it will be spring here when he gets back!

Gearing up for another Hot Docs festival

At the end of April, the Hot Docs festival takes place here in Toronto. Ten days of all docs, all the time. I am volunteering again, but all my shifts are in the office, rather than in the cinemas. I remember last year thinking I should get out more in the hustle and bustle, but once again, when faced with a choice between a 3-hour shift using my knowledge of alphabetical order and sorting and categorizing, or a 5-hour shift ripping hundreds of tickets, I chose the office. I know my strengths...

I do, however, have 10 tickets to the festival, which come with my subscription to a year-long documentary series. So I sort that out first, getting morning screenings instead of late-night ones if I can, choosing some films for just me and some to drag family to. I will get more vouchers for tickets from volunteering, just to fill up every waking moment during those 10 days, despite the sensible part of my brain telling me that maybe 10 movies will be enough.

The whole lineup is here. I think I won't give you any hints, but will for sure keep you in the loop when I see the films. Some trailers are here: go crazy -- I have!

A new hat

Although I have many UFOs hanging over me, I decided we needed a new hat around here, using up leftovers from mittens and a bit of hot red from the Temperature Scarf.

Elaine is going hiking in the Rocky Mountains this summer, and they tell you to be prepared for all sorts of weather. A nice, light, wool hat seems just the thing.

She will be taking long underwear, shorts, mittens, and underwear suitable for swimming in. Who knows what the weather will be at the top of a mountain?

The intrepid traveller-to-be.

The state of the knitting pile

It seems like a long time since I posted anything much here, and certainly whatever I was knitting last time has been brushed aside.

Here are a pair of socks I finished for Elaine a while back. Fraternal twins, indeed. The yarn, as I recall, was sort of wimpy and splitty, and I don't expect them to wear especially well, but they are fun and warm for now.

This is my living room coffee table. The gold is a hat; the white is a shawl and the purple is some nice wool DK yarn someone gave me. (My friend had been trying to knit a hat for her ex-husband's new baby, but didn't get very far, and in the intervening couple of years, the moths or carpet beetles got at it, so as I unravelled the few rows she had knit, I found 2 or 3 weak spots!)

This you may recognize as the yarn I made my beautiful mitts out of. One day I went in to the corner store, carrying my mittens, and I came out with a few groceries but no mitts! I went back in, looked everywhere, and they had simply vanished. Into someone's pocket, I suspect, but there's no way to know. Big sigh.

So now I am using the leftovers to make a hat. Sticking a red stripe in, with the "hot" yarn from my Temperature scarf.

The hat gets taken with me wherever I go, because you can't really screw up "knit 2, purl 2." This shawl, however, stays put. It's a pattern out of an old Paton's book, called Shawls, but they are all shown as baby blankets.

The yarn is the California Cotton I got a year or two ago. I'm thinking of the summer, but we'll just see how fast I knit, and how much I get distracted. 

I really like the leaves, and I like the old-fashioned instructions. At the beginning of each row you "increase." No more information than that. And all the decreases to shape the leaves are k2tog: no matched, reflected, mirrored decreases here. 

The shaping of the leaves continues into what we might think of as the border, so there are sloping lines of decreases up the outer stitches. The final instruction is to crochet a picot edge around the whole thing; we'll see how that turns out. 

And now you are kind of up to date on what is happening in my knitting pile!

Popping in here

A few things have happened around here. Not very much in the knitting department, really, because I have been flitting from project to project, knitting enough to hurt my arm, but not enough to have finished anything. The two main things are a fingering-weight hat and a "vintage" shawl -- from an old baby-shawl book. Alas, no pictures of either right now.

One of the things which messed my life up was that my phone died. I've never had that happen before. The phone was on the table, and when I picked it up it was really hot! Little mini battery explosion?? Who knows. But then it takes some time to get a moment to go to the shop, and it took forever to get the whole plan settled and fill out various forms, blah blah blah. Since the old phone didn't even turn on, they couldn't transfer my contact list over, and if there were any photos I hadn't downloaded, they are gone now. First world problem, I know.

I do have a couple of pretties to show you.

This is a thing I made before Christmas. Maybe I even posted about it before? Anyways, it is dangly bits from an old chandelier, stuck on a piece of dowel, with twinkly LED lights mixed in. Quite nice, but perhaps not the final stop for these danglers. I'd love to put it in a window, but my own window options are not great.

This is a poster my neighbour had. She lived with her diplomat husband in Havana in the early 70s and picked up some real treasures. She was selling three of her collection of posters, and this was my favourite. Todos a la Plaza = Everyone to the plaza to hear Fidel ramble on and on about stuff on July 26, the anniversary of the Revolution. I really like it and it is now in my dining room. (If only I were going to Cuba again soon....)

And finally, our neighbourhood Coopers Hawk is back in the park. A sure sign of spring!

It didn't even take two years

I sewed a sort of pseudo-Alabama Chanin top, made from some jersey shirt-shapes I picked up at the Textile Museum sale one May.

I started this in the summer of 2014, blazed on for a short time, and then balked for almost two years at putting the binding around the neck. This morning I came across it, decided to give it a try, couldn't find my navy thread, went for a long walk to buy one spool of thread, came home and finished 'er off.

Not bad, but not very heavily decorated, is it? I don't think there is much of the superhero pyjamas left, and I'll just leave it as is. Next time...

I actually am thinking of my next project of this sort. I have a bunch of T-shirts that I want to make into a dress. Sew a big gathered skirt of shirt bits to another shirt. Not sure about any embellishment. Not sure about making the skirt doubly thick. Not sure about much at all, but I keep looking at my green shirts and itching to cut them up.

Done the Clapper

My Clapotis is done. I ran out of my little balls of yarn just before the end, so I used leftovers from my mittens.

Bluish bits in the middle part. 

It's huge, though maybe you can't tell from here.

Shoe for scale.

It's very light and drapey, and even though the colours seem a bit nuts one by one, I really like it all together, scrunched up around my neck or lightly covering my shoulders indoors.

Hooked

The other day I went to a favourite spot, the Textile Museum. They are showing an exhibition of hooked rugs, called Home Economics. Astonishing! Let me just show you a few pictures, in no particular order.

I was sure this was modern, but no, early 20th century. Kaffe Fassett could have made it. Wonderful colour and pattern.

These two are, um, from 1840 and 1910. 

There was a wall, two storeys tall, full of animals on rugs. Dogs, bunnies, horses, deer, birds. On the right in the picture below you can see lobsters in a chequerboard.

The one below was under glass so there are reflections of the overhead lights. It was made by Emily Carr. The blurb said it was taken to England from Victoria by a family who kept it for 100 years, before it was put on Ebay! 

I actually started this exhibit at the wrong end, so this modern rug by Barbara Klunder was the first that I saw. It shows Canada's national heroine, Laura Secord, and her cow -- I'm sure she wore clothes while running through the woods to alert the British about approaching Americans. It's quite fantastic. 

Another fantastic rug. Look at the colours of the ocean. 

Now this... This is not a modern rug, but another from the early 20th century, around 1930. I would guess it was made some time after the popularization of photography!

The sheep is made of longer loops of yarn than the background

The wheels have shadows! Shadows!

Just some wonderful stuff. In the top right above, the background is sort of "marbelized" with different browns.

I can imagine how delightful it would be to get up on a cold morning and step onto a hot pink rose-strewn-anchor rug.

This is a modern piece, telling the world that craft is inherently utilitarian; most of these pieces were made just to keep feet off cold floors and brighten things up a bit.

Another shawl?

What have I gone and done now?

Sometime last fall I bought a bag of wound-up fancy sock yarns, no labels showing. The yarn I used for the balaclava and hat were in the same bag.

There are seven balls, five with labels tucked inside the centre-pull balls. Actually, there might have been other labels, that fell out of the balls, and since I couldn't tell what was what I may have just tossed them. There's a dim and distant memory (from a month or two ago). 

I have started to make a Clapotis out of these seven balls. That should turn out to be about 700 yards, surely enough to make a gigantic scarf.

They seem to all be from the Unique Sheep yarn company. Little taster-bits of 25 grams each. The pinky-grey is also a bit green in some lights, and is called Japanese Garden. The charcoal with splashes of pink and orange and purple is called Fireworks.

Now I have started on an unmarked ball of various browns. Very silky, very brown.

I'm one ball away from half-way done, if you know what I mean. I do like the look of a Clapotis, and this is the first time I've made a full-sized one. (I did make a narrower scarf once.) It'll be done in no time, right?

I'll need to go out and get a brown coat, I think.

Show off -- a Christmas sewing project

I made Elaine a tote bag for Christmas. It's purple!

Nice big pocket on the outside, for, you know, the map of Paris or the paperback On the Road. And a little purple notebook for those jottings one must always be making.

Exquisitely lined in more purple. There's also a cell-phone-sized pocket inside. Not shown: the ultra-clever strap with a key-ring on a clip -- no more fumbling around for keys.

The most exciting thing of all is the little pouch with an actual zipper!

I watched a Craftsy class about bags and zippers, which was quite good. I wish I had watched it before buying the zipper, because it tells you to just use the middle part of the zipper, not bothering with those pesky end bits. If I'd known about that, I'd have bought a longer zipper, to make this just a wee bit bigger.

It is just about the perfect size for all those little things young ladies have to carry around with them. And so clever!

Next sewing project might just be pyjamas. I bought fabric and pattern months ago, but am slightly hesitant to do anything other than just straight lines! Meanwhile I have cast on for ... three or four new knitting projects. New Year's startitis!