pulling my weight

DisKnit is right...I neeed to post. I haven't shown my face around here since Portland, which was 2 + weeks ago, and lovely to boot. I saw snow. I got cold. I bought yarn. I drank beer. I stayed up and out til the wee hours. I knit a hat. Since the return, spring has come to Hawaii, with warmer weather, a cessation of the hideous, mud-bearing rains, and better moods all around.

No pix of the new yarny stuff; I confess, it's Malabrigo; something I've never knit with before, but I was enchanted with its softness and extraordinary colors.

To amuse myself, and to continue the endless photographing and documenting of my stash for Ravelry, I've been playing with the swift and ballwinder, and making yarncakes out on the deck. I share examples of stashdigging and yarncaking below:
Here is some delightfully Project Spectrum-inspired Woolarina Boucle, that I am wondering about. It's about 750 yards of more or less worsted weight, in a color that's absolutely enchanting:


And this is the spoils from the Virginia Fall Fiber Festival, some merino laceweight that will see my needles very soon, probably as Icarus, in a beautiful silvery green color known as lichen. Alas, it was not dyed with lichen...


Here's the view I have from the deck. Never mind the intrusive tiki torch, we in Hawaii must have our tiki torches. And our mosquito coils and citronella candles, but that's another story.


And the fruits of my "labor" are sweet:



Alas, now I have a drawer full of yarncakes and have to knit something, as Forest Canopy is finished (but not photographed) and the Austermann Sock #1 is galloping down the homestretch. I'm going to have to pick up the front of Must Have again... I've been wearing Forest Canopy as a wrinkly crinkly neck scarf, which is pleasing to me. I am a little worried about blocking it, but that's coming up, and hopefully will be documented.

k-brow: impending radio silence

Since it's so rainy and cold here, I thought I'd go off for a weekend somewhere really rainy and cold...like Portland, OR again! I mean I was tempted by Amsterdam, but it's a long way to fly,

So. Radio silence on my part in the upcoming for a few days, whilst I am off drinking heavily hopped beers and enjoying all manner of joys with my boy, including John Doe in concert at Dante's. No doubt there will be some yarn shopping, and the frantic knitting of a hat even as we speak, because of the upcoming visit to a place that's predicted to have a high of 41 degrees F this weekend. People, I am a tropical flower! Cut me some slack, here! Guess I'm glad I'm not going to Amsterdam, after all, though I'll probably do what I did in Amsterdam, 5 Christmases ago...hang out in cafes and bars and museums and stores and feel cozy and urban and urbane.

Time to wash some warm clothes.

Back next Thursday or so.

k-b