The long weekend

I hope readers on the Eastern Seaboard have survived the last few days’ storms with their roofs intact. I think we were lucky to get away with a single leaking skylight.

Seeing as I’ve spent most of the long weekend working, I’ve been quite glad of the miserable weather; it makes it so much easier to hunker down without that resentful feeling of not being outside frolicking in the daisies.

I did allow myself the treat of dinner & a movie: Zodiac (beautifully shot, really astute evocation of period and suspense? edge of the seat I’m tellin ya), followed by a Punjabi Thali at Maya .

Mmm mmm.

Oh and Happy (belated) international knitting in public day.

I participated in my own small way.

Waiting twenty minutes for the train home on Saturday, I was glad I had my Tapestry Craft sale purchases: enough Grignasco Bambi for a baby kimono, and a new pair of Knitpicks circulars to cast it on with.

Yes I’ve been to the sale.

Twice.

Both times I was remarkably restrained though, just a few bits and pieces for gifting.

The latest trip, I'd just been to Funkis (where I got these clogs)

which I'm hearting muchly, and where I was stimulated by the clean yet complex olive greens in amongst the greys, blacks and whites.

I love Funkis.

I’ve always loved Funkis.

I could could move in to and live in a Funkis.

Given unlimited resources, I would go grocery shopping in Funkis.

No wait, they don’t do tinned tomatoes.

I hassled poor Di so much about her Baby Kimono that I'm now taking the pattern for a test drive.

Very sensible of her to change the 2,3 rib into a 3,3, and so far it really couldn’t be easier except for maybe a garter st granny square, I’m really savouring some colour on my needles, and the needles themselves? Smooth, shiny, quite a different handle to bamboo but I think I could be converted, at least in some yarns.

It does feel faster.

To extend the metaphor, it’s like bamboo is fourth gear and nickel is fifth.

But you know…sometimes you need to stay in fourth.