WARNING: This post contains photos of a stuffed animal modelling my knitting. If you make it through to the end, you will be rewarded with a photo of a sweet little baby! Modelling my knitting! Jealous?
Last year, I knit Jeba a hat for her birthday. This year, she requested a matching scarf. Could she BE any more demanding? Like her hat, her scarf was finished at the tail end of "scarf weather". But this way, it will be fresh when winter comes 'round again. Score! I used the same black with flecks Silky Tweed and because the original pink cotton was back home in my stash, I bought some cerise Noro instead. Giraffe looks quite distinguished.
So boho. And nice 2x2 rib! Also, a nice crotch shot of Giraffe. Dirty Giraffe . . .
My brother Jaro gave me some beautiful alpaca silk for Solstice and I thought it would really suit my roommate Deye. Since I've been itching to try my hand at proper cables and am delighted by gathered-top hats, I knit her this for her birthday. Speaking of itching, it turns out I'm allergic to alpaca. Balls.
Giraffe says it's like wearing a cat. Oh, Giraffe - I feel you.
When I came back to Toronto from Vancouver, it was cold. Cold like a penguin's ass. A lonely penguin. With low self-esteem. Living in a basement apartment with mice. So, with the leftovers from my Yarn Harlot scarf, I whipped myself up a little cashmerino lovin'. I look like a flower-headed dork in it, but it saved my delicate ears from being torn off by the rough winter winds.
Giraffe says "Kicky!"
My First Sock!!
I finished one! And I'm close to finishing the other! I was going to wait until I had both to display, but Giraffe told me that she'd like to pose with the first sock before the sock found love - with the other sock. I didn't ask questions. I just took the picture.
It fits Giraffe perfectly
I knit this hat for Chezza's birthday. I finished it in January. And in March, I mailed it. You know, because a good hat needs to ripen for a couple of months. I hope she got it before it got all warm and shit. The weather, I mean - the hat is ALWAYS warm.
Come closer to the glory.
Yes, yes, it's true. I saved the cutest for last! My lovely friend Jech, of Creampuff Get Her Wings fame, and her equally lovely husband Roch, welcomed little Bech to their home recently and I knit him a pumpkin hat "for his pointy head". I think his head is lovely and round. And orange!
Here he is sleeping with a stuffed black cat (a plush toy, I mean, not a dead cat). Black cat? Pumpkin hat? HOT.
Now that it is officially spring, I find myself longing for a new spring jacket. Or wait - a poncho! A blue poncho with a leafy pattern! Wait a minute! I have just such a poncho on the needles! It must be nearly finished! And then I remember that I have not knit a single stitch of that goddamn poncho since I've been here. And then I hang my head in shame. And wear my winter coat instead.