Finally, spring is coming! We met on an encouragingly sunny day at Julie’s. Marylane is back from her travels in Arizona! Yippee! It was great to see her again. We missed you, Marylane. She said that she took a knitting project with her to Patagonia (Arizona, that is) but never even looked at it. I hear ya, sista. I’ve had some extremely well-traveled knitting that never saw the light of day. I have good intentions, but the journey gets in the way.
Marylane is thinking ahead (I guess) because she is knitting mittens with bold cables on the backs. She had a finished one in the bag and this nearly complete one.
Francy is a knittin’ machine lately. Remember that tiny inch of stash/sock yarn scarf that she started last week? Well, look at it now…
This is going to be a beautiful scarf for her daughter and it seems to be going quicker than we all thought. Wow. It looks so intricate. Francy has also picked up a shawl that she started a long time ago. This is a pattern that Leslie brought to the group and its asymmetrical design is appealing. Francy says it’s boring to knit – well, after the other scarf, it would seem that way, wouldn’t it?
Linda’s finished tutu is so adorable that she’s knitting another one in pink. Maybe she’s looking forward to her own grandchild spinning in one.
The rest of us were plugging away on our works-in-progress. Michele’s table centerpiece is almost as big as the table now. We kidded her that it might end up as a rug. I can’t wait to see how it ends.
I am finally nearly almost done with my neckwarmer. My schedule has opened up, so I should have time now to concentrate on a new project.
Julie is working on her brother’s throw. She leaves for Wisconsin soon – don’t know if the throw will be ready to give to her brother then, or not. Have a fun trip, Jules!
Deb is still knitting the ‘endless sleeve’ of her sweater. Hang in there, Deb. It’ll be finished by summer – I just know it.
Carol is fussing over another small error in her sweater. It’s under the arm, so she’s wondering if she can just ignore it and move on. We’ll know next week when we meet at her house.
As I mentioned, we’ll meet at Carol’s house next time. Until then, Castoffs, keep those needles blazing and don’t drown in the forecast rain and thunderstorms.