Yesterday was the first day I felt really good in, well, way too long. (I'm not gonna think about how long, it'll just depress me and blow the whole feel-good thing.) (Still not thinking about it.) (Really.) Anyway. I got going on the fiber stuff and just couldn't seem to stop. I'd try to take a break and the next thing I knew, there I was knitting on the Russian Prime.
I'm not complaining, really, but boy does my arm hurt today.
First thing I did was some experimental dyeing. You guys are gonna love this:
Super-long color graduations. See how the outer edge of the skein is darker than the inside? It starts at light blue and shades toward a dark aqua, over two hundred (ish) yards. I did two skeins - one for each sock. Then I was having so much fun I did three more sets of yarn in different color graduations - light to dark green, indigo to dark purple, and one experiment that's all murky grays and dark greens and blues.
I finished up dyeing the silk hankies:
Everything I've ever read says that silk takes up dye well and easily. HAH. This little project was just a nightmare. In the future (if I ever work with silk hankies again, see below), I'm going to buy the damn things pre-dyed.
Then the light was good - for once - so I took a pretty good photo of the yarn I spun LAST week:
I think I know what I'm gonna do with this. AFTER I do the Christmas knitting and finish up three or four more projects laying around here. (We shall not discuss the number of things awaiting finishing - mostly sewing up, end-weaving, and blocking. But I can think of three sweaters offhand.)
In the midst of all that (dyeing doesn't really take a lot of brain power, or even much attention - put stuff in pot, turn on, set timer, walk away), I plotted out the basic idea for my mother-in-law's Christmas sweater, with an eye to making a pattern. Came up with a new way to write patterns (at least new to me - I'm sure someone else has thought of it), and trawled the internet for photo inspiration:
Then I got sidetracked, cruising Google Earth for megaliths, and I now understand why the UK pioneered 'salvage archeology' - they've got ancient ruins everywhere you look. Good grief.
Last night I tried to force myself to take a break, again, and the next thing I knew, I was in front of the wheel messing around with the silk:
That's two hours' spinning. Silk hankies are a bitch to work with (or else I have totally missed the boat on how to use them, but I don't think so). I really like the yarn produced (unfortunately), and will persevere since there's nothing else in the house to spin at the moment. Tomorrow.
Today, all I wanna do is take a nap. But as soon as I fall asleep, the Goober will go through the house playing with all the clocks (buttons are her new favorite thing), and I will wake up thinking it's next Tuesday. So I guess it's tea for me.
And probably knitting. I need to get a grip.