A Bolt Out of the Ravelry Blue
The best place for me to get pattern ideas is the friend's activity tab on Ravelry. I love to look at what my friends are working on and be inspired.
A lightening bolt hit me when I first laid eyes on this scarf, designed by my friend, Susan Lawrence.
Interweave Accessories 2011
It's the Two Ribs Infinity Scarf, from Interweave Knits Accessories 2011. These scarves are the "in thing" now, and I just have to get one on the needles soon. I have some Noro Silk Garden that I think will work.
It took me several weeks to get the magazine after I saw the scarf. It wasn't at the bookstores or my LYS, and I didn't want to order it on line. Finally, I picked it up from the LYS last week, and besides the scarf, I was impressed by the amount of things I want to knit.
The Juris Mitts are pretty cool, and Patrick is overdue for some mitts since the ones I've made for him a while back have worn thin.
I so haven't made a pair of socks in a while, and I like the Crocus Socks.
Of, course, you know, it's all about the hats for me this time of year. Here are two Berets I'm really digging.
The Linocut Beret...
and the Arabesque Beret.
The Pointilist Hat is super cute, but I hate knitting bobbles.
And, perhaps, there could be a Frost Hat in Patrick's future.
Out of the 42 patterns in the magazine, I would make most of them, so I'd highly recommend it.
The magazine's spine states, "Make Little Works of Art", and that just about sums up accessories to me.
I listen to the podcast, The Writer's Alamanc, almost daily. I adore having Garrison Keillor read to me, and it's a lovely, peaceful way to start the morning.
This year, I have a milestone birthday (#50), and already, I'm feeling pensive. I love this poem from December 30, 2011.
There by George Johnston
One keeps itching to get there. Where? Never mind
where; one gets there at last, and does not come back
again to tell anyone else where
or how, or what it is like there.
One drives internal combustion vehicles
or one walks, or one rockets across the sky.
Restlessness is the ness one goes by.
It infallibly takes one there.
Where will this year take me? Closer to there?