Ah, right…

I had somebody here last night and she saw my Rainbow Swallowtail, thought it was gorgeous, and asked if she could have it. I couldn’t deny her, as it is so perfectly right for her. Besides, I have more than half the yarn left and could easily knit myself another. Clearly I can’t sell it to her, as such – copyright considerations and all that. But I can recoup my expenses with a clear conscience, can’t I?

Anyway, I agreed, costed the yarn out and gave her the price.

The next thing I know is… that a Ravelry user pops up and asks if they can trade the leftover yarn with me!

I’m fine with it. I had the experience of knitting the shawl. I had time to admire it. I have the photographs. I can let it go, and move on to the Girasole, can’t I?

Hmmm… Rainbow Girasole, anybody?

No, it wouldn’t be right. I’d already decided that although I’d like a larger Swallowtail, it just wouldn’t look right in the Kauni – the colour bands would be very thin at the tail edge. The same principle would apply with the Girasole. I’d hate it to look like an archery target; using increasing lengths of different colours wouldn’t work. It would lack the shading of the progressive colours in the Kauni. Post-knitting dye job? Tie-dye?

The Super-Secret Ravelry RAK project is washed and drying. I shall now complete a cashmere mitt. I may consider casting on the second. I may even decide to galvanise myself into getting ready for tomorrow’s spinning group… then again, I might just take my knitting again, especially if it’s nice enough to cycle.

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It’s a reasonable day today and thus we have the back doors standing open. This means that Chloé can come and go as she pleases (she refuses to use the cat flaps and expects us to give her ingress and egress via the sitting room window). We were taking a coffee break in between sorting out the van, when we heard a strange Chloé-type noise. I did not like it. I wondered if she hadContinue readingThanks!

Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

Petunias always make me think of Dinghies

It has been a busy day, not much time for anything. We walked the dog this morning but I took no photographs until I decided to take a few potshots in the village on our way back.

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