Kikuyu Tiara

is what Scout made me this weekend.

Well ok it was a bi-product of her hole digging activities but it had been left rather neatly on her blanket so I assume it was a gift.

I don't intend this to become a sick dog blog, but seeing as Scout has just been discharged after two days in animal hospital, we're feeling very indulgently towards her at the moment and she can excavate the entire back yard if she so desires.

Besides, I think every knitter needs a Kikuyu Tiara to wear while they knit in the winter afternoon sunshine.

That and the fact that I feel like I'm running out of things to blog about.
My knitting is proceeding very slowly and you can only post so many photos of centimetre by centimetre progress shots before the novelty starts to pall.

To demonstrate:

The results of last weekend's knitting / & this weekend's knitting:

The Leaning Tower of Clessidra:immediately prior to its Terminal Lean, I think this is the last round where it's still able to support itself.

Glacial isn't it?

In the background that you can't see is other WIP: my late 50s/early 60s sofa being stripped down to its frame prior to being reupholstered. Yep, we're in it for the long haul here at Needles Edge.

At a friend's 40th (did you know 40 is the new 30?) I ran into an older and much wiser friend who, recently back from delivering a paper at this conference , reminded me that it's not merely OK but in fact necessary to dream: something that we get inculturated out of in these economic rationalist times. Ever the cockeyed optimist she really rejigs the "Hopeless Dreamer" into "Hopeful Dreamer" and that's something we all need more of.

Hope everyone else had a similarly auspicious weekend.