We met on a sunny, warm day. Woohoo! Spring might actually be here! Several of our members were out of town or otherwise engaged. Our condolences go to Julie on the death of her mom. She was a lovely lady and we always enjoyed seeing what Jules was knitting for her over the years. Condolences also for Julie’s mother-in-law who passed away just as Julie was heading to her own mom’s funeral. We are all so sorry for your loss, Julie and Bryan.
Marylane felted her Christmas stocking and although SHE thinks it’s too big, the rest of us didn’t. We would love to have that stocking full of – whatever – on Christmas morning.
A really big stocking!
Leslie suggested that Marylane turn over the top to make a cuff and add some jinglebells. Good idea!
Leslie, pointing out potential embellishments.
Marylane had knit a vest from a pattern that she got from Michele, but sadly, it turned out – well, awful, according to Marylane. She got rid of it – don’t ask where. But, hope springs eternal and Marylane has started a new vest with different yarn. We all hope this time everything goes better.
Big yarn, same pattern.
I am – groan – still knitting the never-ending poncho and I didn’t want to put another photo of it on the blog. But, here is the pattern to remind you, and myself, just what it may someday look like. The crocodile pouch is a vintage handbag that I found at the Conrad Mansion gift shop. I’m using it for my knitting paraphanalia.
Pattern, yarn and very cool bag.
Leslie finished her slippers – she isn’t sure what she’ll do with them. A lot of us have a shopping bag full of prospective gifts that we periodically add to when we finish a project. I love to knit but I never need nearly all that I finish, so I have a stash of gifties for Christmas or birthdays or fundraisers. Leslie tried these slippers on and decided that the garter stitch ridges were not very comfortable to walk on. Maybe a leather sole is in order?
Slippers.
Michele sat in the sunshine and worked on an assymetrical scarf. The sun was so bright that is was hard to get a good image of its color. Next time we meet, I’ll have another chance. It’s at my house and the sun will be behind the trees at the time of our meeting.
Now what color is that?
Ah, goldish-green. Or greenish- gold.
That’s all for this week, Castoffs. See you next time at my house but in the meantime, keep those needles blazing and have a wonderful, wet week.
