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Oh the horror!

I am so depressed! It’s horrible!

I am actually living up to what I said (for once) and sharing picture of the last of the Celebration spinning. I originally didn’t like the fiber because there was entirely too much orange, but as I was spinning, I grew to love the shetland. So I thought, well, this will be fine, it’ll be very orange, but I’ll just have a bright clash-y scarf.

So I finished the second bobbin:

(A hint for why I’m so depressed, see towards the end? There’s the maroon/purple then that brown? that brown is part of the problem.)

But I put the two bobbins together, and thought, well maybe the brown will just be part of the fun. See, I have two bobbins:

Then I started plying. At first, it was all pretty:

See the pink and black/navy? Then the pink/blue? then the pink/orange? All pretty.

Then… the first tremors of trepidation. This ugly brown/tan started meeting with the orange. And while I don’t have more pictures to share, it got uglier. I got this muddy gross long long section. And the strand where the brown came from stayed orange/yellow/brown. For almost the whole bobbin. I’ve almost finished the first bobbin and that one changes color a bit, but the second is staying orange. How did this not catch my attention?? The first bobbin even had a second run of pink and you know what it matched up with? Dark brown. Brown. Not even like chocolate, but dark mud brown. ugh.

And Bear so wasn’t helping. He kept sticking his fingers in front of the camera.

*sighs*

I ruined this poor fiber.

Stranded colors

So the last week kinda sucked. I was celebrating a little too soon. But now that things are more settled, I’m fully into plan making mode. The spinning I’ve been working on for the last two? months is almost finished and I’ll have full bobbin and plying pictures soon. I still haven’t woven ends on the strawberry mitts yet, but I shall have them soon. The camo sweater is definitely going to get ripped due to fit and design issues. I figure it’s a learning process.

But this means I get to decide what I’m going to knit next. I’ll have the celebration laceweight ready to go by the time I leave for Christmas. I’m planning a very simple scarf with it. I’ll pawn it off on someone when I’m home. I’m knitting another hat from my brother. (he kept telling me to not make it too long. Now it’s too short.) And I decided that I’m going to make endpaper mitts. This works out perfectly since I’ve been wanting to buy some more needles from knitpicks. I can just add some palette to the order.

I’m thinking of pairing one of these:

(from left to right: iris, clematis, merlot, rainforest, and verdant colors)

With one of these (or black or white?):

(left to right: cream, mist, tan, twig)

I think I really needed to do this just to see how the colors matched up. (Example, I couldn’t tell before, but I’m pretty sure that verdant and twig would work better than verdant and tan. And merlot with either the cream or black. And iris with mist and not cream.) Any suggestions or favorites? I’m also not stuck on these colors. Follow the link above and suggest another pairing.

Dreaming time

It always happens that at the end of something, before you begin the next, there’s a bit of time that a body needs. A buffer, if you will, in which you absorb, reflect, and repair. In the middle of projects, whether for work or home or hobby, messes get made and ignored, energy gets expended but not replenished, ideas are formed but not filtered or processed. Only when a thing is finally finished does order get restored so that the next project can begin.

But all of that is the mundane part of the cycle. While all the routine and mindless tasks of putting a house and body back to rights with cleaning tools, elbow grease, food, and sleep,  the mind begins to let go of the last project, to close all the doors and polish up all the memories. I find myself in this position now. The year over but for the Christmas season. The semester is over for all but one last exam. My knitting projects are done but for the weaving in of ends and the snapping of pictures.

The fierce joy and euphoria of conquering another test, another challenge, of surviving the trials I made for myself and that crop up as life wills has faded and left a contentment and a want of comfort and calm. In that calm, I begin to dream of new challenges, new tests, new joys.

All of this was a lead in though. Two of the new challenges I hope to take on soon:

Beads and stranded color knitting. (Clicking the pictures will take you to the appropriate websites.)

Taking what you can

I wrote this long and maudlin post about failing this class. (I truly am failing. It sucks. It’s partly my fault, partly a crappy professor.) But I’m not going to post it. It’s retarded.

But I’m super happy because the Closer has their special tonight. And I’m planning on washing some alpaca. Because I can. Because while I do have the second exam and project presentation for the failing class, there’s not much I can do about it tonight. I’m ready for the presentation. I’m doing my reviews for the papers. The exam is in a week and I’m so lacking in understanding at this point that I can’t even study. I have an appointment with the prof (who I’m pretty sure doesn’t really want to take the time to actually help, but I’m pushing anyways).

Happy flowers. They make me think of Christmas. That might just be me though.