Monday, May 2, 2011
On running hot and cold
I wrote something really whiny for the weekend, but didn't post. Something didn't seem right to me about that, especially after I saw a colleague at the hospital who was distraught over learning of the death of her niece in the Southern storms. Her family's hopes were lost when they found her body ten miles from where her children had been rescued. The family had all been together when the storm struck. How does my week even seem worthy of mention after that?
Still, it doesn't mean I didn't feel spent after the paces I went through. Though I had no hopes of a solution, I completed the expert rated Saturday Yahoo sudoku puzzle (in record time). Feeling buoyed by success, I went to the yarn store and bought a sweater's worth of yarn for another Icelandic sweater. Funny that...today I tried the easy puzzle and had a heck of a time finishing the dumb thing. And now....now I'm wondering if I made a mistake on the colors for the Lopi sweater.
I picked the pattern, Elka, from the book, The Best of Lopi (note--that link is to that top secret society to which I belong and unless you do, too, you can't go there). Though the colors didn't seem quite right to me, and nothing in the store exactly matched those used in the pattern, I came away with what I thought were close approximations. Saturday night I knit the border--no easy feat with US size 6 needles and bulky yarn--and on Sunday night, right about the time the big news was being splashed across the television, I knit the first of the color charts. As you can see by how much I accomplished, I stayed up late knitting and watching history unfold.
What do you think here? The brown has quite a bit of red, which to my eye, turns the ecru shade pale pink. The oatmeal colored yarn has no red, and a lot of gray. Do I keep on knitting, or start over with a another beige that's more a member of the gray family? It's not a great amount of work, so I'd rather rip now, or we all forever hold our peace.
Top photo--although there is a political elephant in the room, I thought I'd post a picture and a comment about the newest edition to my neighborhood. Here he (or she) is posing at the peak of my garage. I tried to get closer, but it ran away. He (or she) is probably one of the squirrels living in my attic.