A week or so ago I started letting Charlie out without tying him, just for short periods to get him used to be off line but staying in the yard. I took this sweet photo of him late this afternoon:
Doesn’t he look innocent just sitting watching the world go by?
Then, I realized what he was doing; he’s waiting a few minutes to bark to come in because when he comes in he gets a reward (treat) for coming. We’ve now done this 5 times in 2 hours. And right now?
Yup, he’s waiting on the next one.
I’m guessing to train a dog you should be smarter than him… **sigh** …got to run, there’s his bark to come in.
It was pretty clear heading into the weekend we would likely be facing some sort of snow day on Monday. By Sunday night blizzard warnings were up and the province (at least the southern part) shut down. With that in mind, it seemed like a good chance to knock out another dishcloth.
The Knit Picks pattern this week was the very appropriate Perfectly Preppy Washcloth. As I started knitting, I came to a realization: I had never knit intarsia before. To be honest I was never completely sure that there was a difference between that and fair isle (I thought it was just a fancy-smancy word for it.) However, a quick google search later I realized it was different; I’d never knit it before; and I’d clearly be weaving in a lot more ends than I generally like (again.) (Vogue Knitting defines intarsia as a colorwork technique in which blocks of color are worked with separate balls of yarn or bobbins. The yarns are not carried across the back of the work between color changes and must be twisted around each other at each change to prevent holes in the work.)
One of the things I like about dishcloths is the opportunity to try techniques without a huge investment of time or yarn. They generally only take a few hours and any mistakes are just going to be used to wash dirty pots anyway. My transitions between colours aren’t great, but they did get better as I went along. I did discover that snow days apparently completely impede by ability to count (hence the wonky side of the heart) and my ability to rationalize how many balls of each colour I would need (the fact I need three strands of white, two pink and three blue at one point blew my mind).
All in all, not bad for a first project. It may not become my go-to for colour work, but I will be more confident should I be faced with it in the future. And after untangling yarn for what seemed like half my knitting time, I’m thinking bobbins would be a wise investment.
Pattern: Perfectly Preppy Washcloth
Yarn: Knit Picks Dishie in Swan, Azure, and Begonia
Needles: Knit Picks Marblz Interchangeables US 6/4 mm
For some reason one of the bureaucrat expressions that seems to be increasingly popular generally contains some reference to a “toolbox”. This expression is probably one of my least favourite* because it feels meaningless; it’s become a catch all phrase that is a crutch for people to feel like they’ve reached a solution:
- “We need to develop a toolbox so that when the stock reaches the lower reference point we have a suite of tools available in the toolbox to appropriately respond.”
- “We need to make sure there is a toolbox of applicable actions to deal with the situation.”
- “We are developing a toolbox to address the situation and it will be available online.”
- “Was a toolbox meeting held?”
- “We should look in the toolbox and see if there is a screwdriver”**
Perhaps a toolbox makes sense to some people but really I think what we need to develop is a knitting bag. I mean think about it: a knitting bag can deal with just about any situation and is so much easier to carry.
- You need to know if you’ve reached the random measurement – grab your measuring tape (assuming you can find it).
- You need to remember where you are – grab a stitch marker.
- You’ve fallen below the lower reference point – grab a crochet hook and pull that stitch back up there.
- Not sure if your solution is the right size – grab your knitting needle gauge and see where it fits.
I’m sure similar things could be said about toolboxes; they will likely contain a measuring tape more frequently than my knitting bag does. I understand the functionality of a hammer and saw though wrenches are still a bit beyond my capacity. I’m sure there’s rationale of why there are so many freaking different kinds of screwdrivers that makes sense in someone’s world. I tell myself it’s like different kinds of needles though I remain skeptical. And while I will never dispute the multi-purpose functionality of a roll of duct tape, I truly believe that overall the tools in my knitting bag will be more applicable than those in any toolbox, real or metaphorical.
Now to convince fishermen…
* “Low hanging fruit” remains my all-time least favourite.
** That last one may have been me trying to fix a scrapbook.
I finished another dishcloth this week from the Knit Picks Clean and Crafty collection. The Knotted Cable Dishcloth was posted two weeks ago and I was a little hesitant to start another cable project after just finishing the cable cape. However, the pattern was easy to follow and (almost) memorize. While it’s a little larger than I normally would like (23 cm/9 inch square) it knit up relatively quickly.
Overall, I liked the pattern and the finished result.
Pattern: Knotted Cables Washcloth
Yarn: Knit Picks Dishie in Begonia (about 80 metres or less than half a ball)
Needles: Knitter’s Pride Marblz US 6 / 4 mm
I’ve felt for a while like I’ve been in a knitting rut: I’m not really trying new things; I have my go-to projects and patterns and I haven’t really strayed far from them. I want to try this year to attempt new patterns through I know there’s going to be plenty of the old standbys as well.
I have a multitude of pattern books acquired with great intentions of projects to come. Knitting Gifts for Baby I actually won in a contest on a blog a couple of years ago. My youngest niece is quite likely the last baby in the family for a while so with her first birthday this past week, my opportunity for baby knits was diminishing rapidly.
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I live under the delusion that sock and dishcloth yarn do not count as stash. And while
let’s just say there does come a point where the line of ridiculous is a long ways in the rear view mirror.
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