The end of February is looking a lot like the end of March – warm and sunny. Very odd to think that winter might be over. There – I’ve jinxed it.
For some reason, I didn’t take a lot of photos – too busy talking, probably. Julie has started a baby kimono that a couple of us have done before. I love the big buttons on the pattern. Pretty yarn, Jules.
Leslie is knitting slippers – these are not to be felted. Everyone who walked into the house asked the same question, “Are these for you?” We all received the same answer, “I don’t know.” So, we don’t know. Maybe she’s building up her Christmas gift stash.
Marylane knit an earflap hat for “Loud at the Library”. I just bought my tickets from Francy. I’m looking forward to the fundraiser onMarch 19. It’s always a lot of fun. Good raffle, good friends and good food and drinks.
The only other photo I took was an action shot of Michele (keying in Castoffs’ knitting dates on her phone), Deb (talking and drinking a latte) and Francy (gesturing emphatically). This is typically Castoffs. I love them all.
Mary is off being Granny Nanny in Denver for her grandchildren (two of them, at least) but she sent me a photo of the finished scarf that she knit for her daughter, Larissa. It looks so velvety and soft. Love it, Mary! We miss you!
Carol is spending a month in Arizona near her kids and grandkids. She sent a photo of one of her Squishy Blankets that she finished. It turned out great!
She started her second Squishy Blanket and the first color she cast on is black – the yarn is doubled throughout. It’s going to be beautiful.
Because the yarn is black — and doubled — Carol had a hard time casting on and knitting the first row. She tried and tried, and just couldn’t see those darn stitches. AHA! She had a Eureka moment and fetched her headlamp (we all have one of these, don’t we? I have two). Looked funny, but it worked like a charm. And the photo is priceless.
Kudos to Carol for giving me my laugh of the week. Have a great time and come home to us. We miss you!
Next time, we meet at Leslie’s house. Keep those needles blazing, Castoffs. I’ll be darned if I didn’t wake up to snow this morning. Curses!