And Now, Back To Our Regularly Scheduled Programming

Things went very, very quiet last week thanks to a little event called Spinzilla. Because the whole idea of Spinzilla is to spin as much as you can in a week, it means you get to attempt to drop everything for that week and churn out some serious yardage. Since I’ve been slow on the uptake of my sweater spin, I used this as my chance to really dig into that project.

You might remember this giant heap of prepped grey?

img_3691All that remains after last week is about 2 oz in the big basket and whatever is in the backpack basket. I don’t know how to quantify the amount of fiber that is if you are not a spinner, but suffice to show, in process it looks like this…

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Plus 4 bobbins, I think… Who can remember after such a whirlwind?!

And finished…

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Five BURSTING bobbins of plied yarn. That’s roughly 20oz and 1100 yards of a dk/worsted yarn (we’ll see when it’s dry to be sure). All in one week.

It’s a minor miracle that in addition to the spinning, all this fiber is already measured, washed, set, and drying. Therefore, I have no skein photos for you right now. Once it’s dry, I intend to do another good swatch with it before casting on my sweater, just to be sure I’ve got all the math set right. For this project, I have an estimated 8oz left of the grey which should be mostly just a safety net of extra yarn and then 8oz of blue to go. I will probably also spin the last 4oz of yellow I have on-hand just to be on the safe side. Considering that a week ago at this time I was looking at having a solid 40oz to spin on this project, having cut that in half is a huge mental hurdle to have catapulted over.  I’m a little disappointed I didn’t finish the grey and surpass the halfway point, but I’m happy to have made the progress I did.

Of course, as is always the case, I did not give over entirely to spinning. One of the biggest pitfalls for a Spinzilla spinner is to do nothing but spin. The first year I did Spinzilla I really leaned into it and wound up with a very sore back by the end. I took that as an important lesson. I don’t ever want my craft to be a source of injury, so now I am pretty careful to approach the week in a more balanced way. This year, I made a point to take time for yoga & a good daily walk. And thanks to that, I also got to enjoy the beautiful fall colors that are just nearly at their peak here.

Yesterday morning, Mr. Knitting Sarah and I awoke nice and early and did a little drive and hike in one of our favorite spots.

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I love the deep, dense forests that surround us. This one looks pretty dark because the sun was barely up when we were out, but the trees were bright and blazing fall color with their lively range of yellows, oranges, greens, and reds…

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The leaves were rustling in the stiff, chilly breeze with their timbre ever so slightly transformed by the autumn. It is music to the ears!

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Oh, how I do love the autumn!

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At home, the push of migratory birds has been felt in our little yard, too. The White-Throated Sparrows arrived shortly followed by the throngs of Juncos. Our little Ruby-Throated Hummingbird friend was hanging tough through some cold nights to return to our feeder, as puffed out as such a little thing can be…

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(pardon the poor quality of the photo — it was through the window, screen, handheld binoculars, and rain!) I didn’t see this little thing yesterday and not yet today, so it may have finally moved on to warmer places.

This time of year is a fun time to have bird feeders out, though, because you never quite know what you’ll see. Currently turning up at our feeders are: White-Throated Sparrows, White-Crowned Sparrows, Goldfinches, Purple Finches, English House Sparrows, Juncos, Robins, Cardinals, Blue Jays, Crows, Chickadees, at least one Fox Sparrows, Mourning Doves, Red-Breasted Nuthatches, White-Breasted Nuthatches, Hairy Woodpeckers, Downy Woodpeckers, Red-Bellied Woodpeckers, Chipping Sparrows, and European Starlings. We’ve also spotted an early Common Redpoll, the occasional appearance of the neighborhood Cooper’s Hawk, and this little treat…

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(again, pardon the through the window, screen, handheld binoculars, and rain taken with a cellphone photo!) — this is the prettiest little Eastern Towhee I’ve ever seen. I love these birds. In the spring they sing, “Drink your Teaaaa!” in the most beautiful lilting song and I’m honored that this has decided to spend some time with us.

Our yard is also a host to an intimidatingly large number of Robins. At any given time, there are easily 40 or 50 individuals. Today they are enjoying the low spot between our lot and our neighbors’ where they are all enjoying a nice brisk bath.

Our other significant visitor was this little thing…

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Mr. Knitting Sarah caught this snapshot through his spotting scope yesterday afternoon of this Red Fox. It appears to not be very healthy, so we are keeping an eye on it and doing our best to help it as best we can. In addition to food, we were advised to provide some meds (not harmful to other animals or pets), baited in food to help it recover. Keep your fingers crossed it finds its way back to the yard and the medicine!

And that, my good friends, has been my very busy week. I’m very much looking forward to resuming the regular programming of a balance of knitting and spinning and other things this week. I’ve got some lime butter cookies chilling in the fridge nearly ready to bake, a knitting project just a few rows away from being finished, and maybe I can wrap up those last 8oz of grey fiber. That sounds like a nice balance to start out the week, don’t you think?!

Rested, Refreshed, and Ready to Tackle All the Things

Last week I took the week off. Not totally off, I still managed to stay up-to-date on a few things, but mostly off. My in-law’s were in town and since we usually only see them once a year, it’s important that I drop what I can and be in the moment. Additionally, Mr. Knitting Sarah also had the week off, so I always like to soak up that quality time, too.

We spent a lot of time visiting over coffee and shared some delicious meals. We went about an hour north and spent a night in a cabin to which we have access. During the day, we spent a beautiful afternoon in the sunshine at a nearby flowage…

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If you squint, you can see the trees were just starting to change colors.

My girl and I had fun giving Moose little acorn cap hats and trying to sneak his picture…

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It’s quite a feat to sneak those little hats on his head without him knowing it and then also be quick enough with the camera to get his picture, but it brings the silliest, most satisfying giggles. What can I say?! We are easily entertained!

Aside from soaking up the sun, outfitting Moose with woodland finery, and the dawn of fall colors, I did a little fishing. I had a couple bites but didn’t manage to land anything. I just like casting and reeling in such a beautiful setting; I find it very relaxing.

One of the beautiful aspects of being a knitter and spinner, of course, is that they are pursuits you can do while visiting with others. So while I was mostly off the grid for the week, I still was actively creating. In the evening at the cabin, I’d brought my spindles and I had a grand time spindle spinning…

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I finally got around to trying out the wrist distaff I purchased a few months ago from Maine Fiber Tools and I almost immediately fell in love with it. I’ll have to share a more in-depth post about this handy tool sometime soon, but suffice to say, I whizzed through almost all the fiber I brought along with me.

Back at home during afternoon movies, I finished up my September Top of the Month Club from Three Waters Farm

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And since I had a little time before Spinzilla started, I eeked out one more spin…

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This is Put Off My Blues from Three Waters Farm on Superwash Targhee and I spun it to a DK or light worsted weight yarn. This one was super fun and I’m totally in love with the results! Both of these spins are having their spa day today so as soon as they are dry, I’ll share them with you in more detail.

As the week went by, it felt like nature was racing toward fall…

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As the temps stayed pretty low and we had to fire up the heater for the first time since spring, the trees gained more and more color. Every time I stepped out the door it felt like the trees were that much closer to their peak colors.

And as Mr. KS’s parents’ visit was drawing to a close, my girl and I whipped up some blueberry muffins with lemon glaze for a road treat for them (with plenty for us to enjoy, too, of course).

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Usually I don’t let them bake to such dark tops, but once we added the glaze, I thought they were just about perfection.

As the weekend came to a close, and Mr. KS’s vacation came to an end as well, we went for one last hike and had a beautiful tapestry of color on which to tread…

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And with bobbins emptied for the beginning of Spinzilla, I worked on my current shawl spin, Down the Road and Back Again

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I’d hoped to get you an updated photo in better light, but it’s been dark and rainy here all day so I’m re-sharing the photo from last night. This knit, though… I barely have the words. I stayed up way past my bedtime last night because I’m tantalizingly close to finishing and it is just a true beauty in all respects. I didn’t quite get there. I may or may not get to work on it this week with Spinzilla going on, but suffice to say I’m loving every minute of this knit and I’m equally looking forward to wearing this one. It’s just so sublimely dreamy.

Despite my late night, I woke up on time and got right to my Spinzilla spinning…

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Grey for my Three waters Farm Handspun Sweater-Along. I feel a little paranoid about how I’m spinning it and getting the weight just so, but I’m trying to just shut out all the doubt, just do what I can to check in on the weight, and just keep spinning. I’m sure it’ll all work out!

And that, my friends, has been my week off. I’ve spent most of today, the first day of Spinzilla, at my computer catching up on all the things I dropped to make last week a (mostly) true week off. But I’m happy to report that I felt great this morning — rested, refreshed, and ready to tackle all the things. Sometimes a week off loaded with family and fun is just what you need!

 

One Last Hurrah

Today we are starting our school year. We like to ease into these things, so we’re starting mid-week with partial days and will dive in in earnest next week. Before taking the plunge into the 2018-2019 school year though, we took advantage of a fortuitous and not very common two days off in a row for Mr. Knitting Sarah and had a little mini-adventure over the weekend, one last hurrah before the end of summer.

As it is mid-August and the peak of vacation season in these parts, finding a spot for camping or a hotel that was dog friendly on short notice was not easy. Mr. Knitting Sarah is nothing if not determined and creative when it comes to unearthing a good adventure though and I was not in the least surprised when he announced a plan. Destination: Clam Lake, WI, Population: 37 and a herd of wild elk.

We left as soon as Mr. KS was done with work on Saturday with homemade brown bag dinners in hand and made the two and a half hour drive north. Scanning the roadsides as we went, I spotted a large Snapping Turtle and our son pointed out a Red Fox. We talked and sang loudly along with the radio as we went, pulling in to our destination around 7pm in high spirits.

Located in the heart of the Chequamegon-Nicolet National Forest, Clam Lake is one of those places that if you blink you might miss it. Downtown it’s got a small motel, a tavern with good food, and a gas station/general store/motel with all of 8 rooms, the latter of which we called home for a two nights. Clearly a hub for the locals, the folks behind the counter take impeccable care of the place and know most people who stop in by name. It is a true gem! We checked in, peeked at the room (it was literally one of the nicest kept hotel rooms I’ve stayed in), and got back on the road to see what we could see. Twilight is, after all, one of the best times to see wildlife.

The first thing to note is that these northern woods are incredibly dense in summer. I always feel like it’s kind of a miracle when we see things. I fully believe all manner of animals are likely watching me from a mere couple of feet off the trail and unless they want me to, I will never know it. It never stops us though, the joy is in the looking. The more you look, the more you see. The elk — reintroduced in Wisconsin in 2016 — were the goal, but we knew there was potential for lots more — wolves, black bear, bobcat, mountain lion, fox, snowshoe hare, and a whole host of birds are all common in the area.

Before long, we spotted this guy in the waning light…

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We got a good long look at him, but with low light and shooting with my phone’s camera through binoculars the quality of the photo is not fabulous. It does, however, serve as proof that with my own eyes I’ve seen wild elk in Wisconsin. As we kept driving along the old forest roads, we also saw loads of White-Tailed Deer, Snowshoe Hares, and a particularly animated American Woodcock dancing in a tremendous display in our headlights for quite a while. It was magical and incredible to witness — such an unexpected delight! I just won’t ever forget it. What a night!

The following day we rolled out of the racks early, stopped for a quick breakfast, and headed to the Namekagon River Visitor Center — the kids love a good visitor center and we were looking for a trail recommendation, so I waited with Moose while the family checked it out. It just so happened that as our daughter talked up the local ranger, he asked if she’d like to help name and release a monarch butterfly…

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Of course, she did…

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She named it “Steve” because, of course, what other name would you give a monarch butterfly?

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Godspeed, Steve! Safe & happy travels to you!

After saying farewell to Steve, we hit a trail that skirted the Namekagon River. The trail was lined with the most gorgeous Red Pines…

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I find Red Pines have the most extraordinary bark. And we enjoyed the quiet of the woods and the flow of the river below. After 20 or 30 minutes, we took a moment to sit along the river while the kids played and the dog swam and the multitudes of Cedar Waxwings acrobatically snatched bugs from the air above the river…

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And I spun.

On the way back, hearing birds in the tree tops I looked way high up in the canopy…

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And I saw some immature American Redstarts high up in the trees along with some Chickadee friends. Thank goodness for my binoculars! And on the ground…

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Signs of autumn to come or our incredibly dry summer? I’m not sure. And a feather left behind by a Yellow-Bellied Sapsucker…

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We finished out our hike and continued our car safari over toward Spooner and coffee…

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And after a rest and refreshments at the hotel, we finished the night off with a little more wildlife viewing and a spot of fishing…

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We didn’t catch anything, but sometimes it’s just nice to throw a hook in the water.

We finished our weekend out with a jaunt up to Copper Falls State Park and another hike…

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On a new-to-us trail which ended with some time just sitting by a waterfall, a favorite past time of Mr. KS. Poor Moose, though, was growing tired and anxious to get home and after a while hanging out he started to cry a little. He’d hiked and swam and had begun snoring loudly during the car rides, a sure sign that he was running out of gas and this was just his last straw — time to head out, family! Along the way back to the car, notables were immature Yellow-Bellied Sapsuckers and immature Scarlet Tanagers and a Golden-Winged Warbler. It was a beautiful, quiet hike. An excellent end to a fantastic weekend.

On the ride home, I managed to make decent headway on the Honey Trail shawl for my MIL…

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I’ve turned the corner and am beyond the halfway point now. I was worried initially with all the little cables that I wouldn’t finish in time to give to my MIL when they visit at the end of September, but I’ve got no concerns now. Hitting the point of decreasing always feels like such a victory, even more than finishing sometimes, I think.

Arriving home, it was hard to believe how much we squeezed into just two days, but still we found ourselves deliciously refreshed. We came home to construction beginning on our street, the promise of school starting, the need to begin the process of tidying up the house before it’s closed up for winter, and an empty hummingbird feeder. In addition to all the young birds we saw on our mini-adventure, we’ve had 2 immature (or 1 female and 1 immature or 2 female — I can’t tell) Ruby-Throated Hummingbirds camped out in our backyard. I’ve never had much luck with regular hummingbird visitors to my feeder, but I noticed them a week or so ago and quickly moved the hummingbird feeder out to where I’d seen them. Ever since, 9 out of 10 times I peer out the back windows one of them is there, sitting on the brush pile or the feeder. Sometimes preening, sometimes eating, sometimes stretching their little wings, sometimes just sitting and looking around, these little birds are surely preparing for the autumn changes to come and their long journey South to Texas or Mexico or maybe even Costa Rica.

I plan to keep the feeder full as long as our hummingbird friends hang around. After all, we all need a little break, one last hurrah of summer to ensure we’re rested and refreshed and ready to go when the next leg of our journey needs to begin. We got ours in Clam Lake, so it’s only right that our little friends get theirs in our quaint little backyard as well.

 

Unplugged

Well, friends, I’m back from a week long vacation. One week from being generally out of cell service. And I have to be honest, it was exactly what I needed.

We knew we wanted to do a camping trip because Mr Knitting Sarah loves camping, we’ve got all sorts of new places to explore now that we’re farther north, and because it’s significantly less expensive than hotel-ing it for a week. Because of the move, though, we weren’t able to schedule anything out very far in advance and therefore when we finally had the dates set, we weren’t able to schedule the whole week in one spot. Mr Knitting Sarah — brilliant vacation planner that he is — organized us into a three campground itinerary to not only give us lots to see and do, but also a great taste of some of the parks that are now a lot closer for us.

Our first stop was Copper Falls State Park. It also happened to be the day of the Solar Eclipse, so we got an early start and luckily were able to get our tent set up before venturing out to find a view of the eclipse.

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Mr Knitting Sarah knows a lot about optics and so in preparation for the eclipse he made a filter for our spotting scope. It was impressive. He literally made it out of a plastic jelly jar and some filter sheets he bought. It worked great… until it clouded over on us about 35 minutes into the eclipse. No bother though as we went for a hike…

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An eerily dark hike, but pretty nonetheless, as Copper Falls always is. On the way back, we raced incoming rainstorms…

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Even Moose was egging me on! It’s hard not to hussle when you see that face up ahead!

We took a bit of a drive while it rained and then ended up at Loon Lake in the park where we — you guessed it — watched a Loon.

We only had the one night at Copper Falls and we awoke early to hit the road — we were headed North! And the day before my boy had agreed to take boat cruise around the Apostle Islands with me. As we got in line, the captain came around and told the 20 or so of us there that they were expecting the lake to have 3-5ft waves and that they’d have to amend the tour because it was unsafe to go all the way to the outer island. Anyone wanting a refund they’d honor it. After our story salmon fishing earlier this summer, we were undeterred though. After 3 more reminders that we could claim a refund (no judgement!), we got underway.

In a word, it was indeed lumpy. I tried to take photos to capture it, but really, there’s no way you can. Despite being soaked through my raincoat by spray and having slightly numb fingers (because there was no way I was going down below when I could enjoy the Lake Superior air!), there were brief moments of this…

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And this…

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And this guy, who, after being 80% convinced we might die the first 30 minutes, really started to enjoy himself.

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Until he took a hefty spray/splash directly to the kisser in the final leg home. It was an epic spray/splash that was followed by a collective “Oooooooh!” from our fellow tourists after which everyone looked with nervous smiles, that plainly said, “Oh, that looked really bad!” It was. It was wet. And cold as the water temp was in the high 40s or low 50s. He’s a trooper though and I was glad to have the time with him.

From there, we caught the ferry out to Madeline Island. And thus enjoyed two and half days of this…

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It was perfection. On our final beach day, the kids and I took the long walk from one side of the Big Bay to the other. It wasn’t my hip’s favorite thing, but it was important for my heart. And sometimes the heart has to win.

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Yeah, it does.

Did I mention that all along the way there was knitting?

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There was knitting. All along the way. ❤ And most of the knitting was on these handspun socks.

From here, we spent a day in Duluth. It was sort of on the way to our next destination, Pattison State Park, and we needed to pick up a few groceries. There also happens to be a yarn shop in Duluth that I like to stop at, but that just was a happy coincidence (or a well-planned detour… one or the other…).

I dropped the mister and the kids at the very cool Great Lakes Aquarium and Moose and I headed to Yarn Harbor. It’s definitely one of my favorite destination yarn shops, partly because I love Duluth, but also because it has such a great selection. I always spring for one of the shop’s exclusive colorways dyed by Three Irish Girls Yarns. I think I have 3 other colorways from this collection that I’ve picked up on previous trips. I’ve knit zero so far, but I have zero doubt that I’ll get there. They are beautiful. This time I picked the ‘Yarn Harbor’ colorway.

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Oh, and an Arne & Carlos Regia Pairfect that I thought would be cute for my daughter. As a side note, I’ve always read “Pairfect” as “Parfait” until writing this. “Pairfect” is way cuter and makes much more sense.

One of the benefits of a camping trip that involves morning temps in the 50s is that the dog can wait in the car for short bursts. Moose is an excellent guard/nap dog in the car.

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And he did such an excellent job watching over the car while I was in the yarn shop that he and I went for a nice walk on the Duluth Lakewalk.

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What a beautiful morning in a beautiful place! We picked up our other 3 people and had a wonderful lunch at the dog-friendly Little Angie’s Cantina and Grill before heading out to the next campground.

Pattison State Park features the states highest waterfalls…

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Which also happen to include the fourth highest East of the Rockies. We viewed the taller of the two, Big Manitou Falls, on day one and resolved to check out Twin Little Manitou Falls the following morning.

With rain coming on the horizon, we broke camp a couple days early and decided to head home, but not until we took the quick jaunt down to the little falls…

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It was still dark and cloudy and foggy when we visited, but Mr KS used his magic touch to get this photo. Such a perfect capture!

We headed home with loads of laundry, plenty of good memories, and one tired puppy.

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So tired, in fact, that he couldn’t keep his tongue in his mouth while he slept.

The laundry is almost all washed, the dog is almost recovered, and we’re back in the grind of every day. The memories remain, though, and they are awfully grand.. Oh, and for those who are interested in those handspun socks, they’re done. I’ll be back with more on those soon — they are pretty grand, too.

 

 

That Silver Lining

There’s a delicate dance for all of us who rely on natural light for photographs. For small projects like socks or handspun skeins of yarn I can get a decent photo in almost any weather, but sweaters and larger shawls are more complicated. For me, if I want to get a picture of the whole project that requires larger than about a 2’x2′ space, I need decent weather so I can snap the photo outside. This April in Wisconsin has involved a lot of snow and rain and raining ice and sleet, often in quick succession. It usually does, but ideally there’s a bit more sunshine in between so I can sneak outside to snap some quick photos. I bring this up because I’ve got a sweater & a shawl all ready to share with you and I’m waiting, ever so impatiently, for a break in the weather. Soon, my friends, soon.

In the mean time, I thought I’d share a WIP update because I’ve been attempting to lurch forward a bit in what I’m working on.

I’m ecstatic to report that last night I wrapped up my Three Waters Farm March Top of the Month Club braid.

img_2786Named “Spring Spirit” this certainly is made up of many of the colors I see out my window (although it’s missing the white snow — lol!). I see irises and green grass and the tulips leaves and the first crocuses of the year. I did some playing with the length of color repeats on this spin & plan to n-ply it. If I get the yardage I need, I’m thinking this will be earmarked for a Quaker Lines shawl. With just 4oz and making a 3-ply, I’m not confident I’ll have the yardage though, so we’ll have to wait and see.

Because I like to be ready to hop right into my next spin, before finishing it up I managed to prep my January Top of the Month Club braids, also from Three Waters Farm.

img_2776I’ve been aiming to stay up to date with my club subscription and so far this is the only one I haven’t spun. You know me, I’m not big on loose ends, so to ease my own mind I really had to make this spin happen. There’s an extremely talented spinner named Karen in the Three Waters Farm Ravelry group who is famous for her gorgeous barberpoley skeins and a while back she was kind enough to share how she preps her yarn for maximum barberpoles. I was really indecisive about how to handle this gorgeous colorway, named “Birds in Holly”, so to end my own over-thinking I decided to try my hand at her technique. To see why I’m interested in trying Karen’s technique, please check out her handspun in her Etsy shop. In addition to her handspun yarn, she also has some cute stitch markers and select spinning tools for sale.

This morning after my morning yoga I got right to this new project.

img_2787I’d considered spinning it a little heavier and this Rambouillet is definitely going to be a bit more substantial than the Falkland of ‘Spring Spirit’, but this weight feels right to me so I’m just going with it. I adore the colors already.

In my knitting, I’ve forbidden myself from starting any of the FOUR projects I’m itching to cast-on until I finish my Veleta top from the new Louet Spring Collection. Both sides are knitted identically and I’m a little over halfway through the big stockinette block of the second side.

img_2778So motivated, I even made myself an Americano yesterday after lunch for a little extra boost. As I knew I would, I’m really enjoying knitting with Louet’s Euroflax Sport. I chose to knit this top in Heron Grey with the bottom lace accent in Cream. It has a very old world feel to it that I truly adore.

Last, but certainly not least, I’ve been plugging away at my spindle spinning project.

img_2788I’m definitely still learning how to use this tool efficiently, but I’m very happy to be making progress on this previously stalled out fiber. I’ve been aiming to spin up between 1/2 of a rolag and one full one each day and that seems to be do-able for me.

As I continue to wait for the weather to behave so I can share those FOs, I’ll just keep on keepin’ on with my WIPs as I always do. I suppose the silver lining of the uncooperative weather is that we tend to stay a little closer to home, so I have a tiny bit more time with my knitting & spinning. As I watch the fine snow that is falling outside change to rain and then to ice pellets and then back to snow, I’m going to just keep telling myself to think of that silver lining. Yes, I’m just going to knit & spin my way to more agreeable weather.

Always In Stride

Despite our family being a little all over the place the last couple weeks, we have been managing to still make the most of our days together. Our wonderful day in Door County was followed last week by a day trip to a very special place, a place called Parfrey’s Glen. It is a deep gorge that has been designated as a state natural area — if you can make the hike in you will be rewarded with a gorgeous hike that ends in a lovely little waterfall. About two-thirds of the hike is relatively easy trail. The last third used to be a maintained elevated boardwalk that made traversing the rocky landscape quite easy going. Floods in recent years washed out the boardwalk and budget restraints along with the inevitability of any new structures being washed out again led the state to opt to not rebuild the walkway. Honestly, I like the change — it makes the hike much more wild. I also think it makes much more of an impact on my kids — to walk along on a boardwalk through a gorge makes much less of an impression than fording a stream multiple times & climbing sandstone boulders. But enough with the words, the pictures will show you what I mean.

20130729-080203.jpgThe forest at the start of the hike was a beautiful vivid green…

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A short jaunt off the trail, revealed a babbling brook…

(I didn’t think it could be captured without the ‘babbling’, so I took a short video)

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20130729-080556.jpgThe scale of this place was not lost on the kids…

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Many thanks to my wonderful husband for allowing me to use some of his photos!