Proof that the universe has a fine sense of humour: just as my yarnthusiasm returns, I damage my hand by over-eager wool-tugging between DPNs. Yeah thanks, universe – feel free to stop chuckling now. It’s quite ouchy, but I’ve switched to knitting continental-style in order to give my right hand a break.
I’ve been working on this new design for way too many weeks. When this thing is done, it’ll be… I dunno, maybe twenty thousand stitches or so? But m-a-n-y times that number have gone into the process of getting it right. I’ve knitted in the woods (see above), I’ve knitted in the garden:-
I’ve knitted beside a lock on the canal:-
I’ll stop there before this gets too Dr Seuss-ish. (‘And I would knit this on a train, and I would knit this in the rain, and I would knit this up a tree, and I would knit in ecstasy’…)
I’ve just about learned to accept that the knitting-ripping-knitting-ripping is an inescapable part of the design process, instead of viewing it as a pointless waste of time. It’s the ripping back of inadequate work that leads to the reknitting of half-decent work. Yikes, sorry for sounding insufferable.
Anyway, as is increasingly often the case, some wildlife has turned up to stomp all over this blog post. Robyn-the-robin hasn’t been seen for quite a few weeks ( 🙁 ) But please allow me to introduce Juniper:-
She’s a young fledgling blackbird who’s been hanging around our garden, slowly figuring out that humans can be useful providers of friendly words and nutritionally-appropriate snacks. She hasn’t yet fed from my hand, but I’m hoping that we’re close to that stage, and one of the twinnage is completely in love with her quirky ways.
She’s been pinching my first ever crop of blueberries from the bush before I can get to them, but it’s difficult to be cross with someone this cute.
Oh, and there’s been a little bit of crochet, too! As part of our bid to make the garden as wildlife-friendly as possible, the Stoic Spouse cut a hedgehog hole in the side gate. A sign was required, for the benefit of local wildlife:-
The very next day, hedgehog poo was spotted in the back garden. And a few days after that, I wandered outside at bedtime to see THIS!
Isn’t he/she beautiful? There was a great deal of snuffling around in the grass under the bird-feeder, followed by some concerted exploration amongst the reeds beside the pond. With luck, s/he will be devouring all the slugs and garden pests. <3
Anyway, back to the yarn, if the local wildlife will permit…