It's snowing. No, really. It was drizzling when I got up around 6:30 but by the time 9 o'clock rolled around it was snowing. Not hard. Not like it's going to stick around and make drifts. But still--snow. Ack.
I finished the last of the Black to White & Back to Black Anklets last night after supper--with a whopping 6 grams of yarn left. Here's the progression from upper left to lower right. You can follow the color changes once you know that you start at the heel and knit to the toe so it goes: black, gray, white, gray, black. It amuses me no end, but then I'm fairly easily amused, especially with geeky stuff like that.
Now I'm having a mental debate about which pattern I want to tackle using the Helical Stripe technique that's the first of the Year of Techniques by Jen Arnall-Culliford. Instead of dividing a ball of variegated yarn in half I think I'm going to pull out some of the bale of sock yarn leftovers I have and start with those to learn the technique. Yeah, that's what I'll do, especially since I've joined a bunch of different yarns together so the stripes will be totally random. I like random. Ooh, maybe I'll try three or even four different yarns. Now, where's that old sock pattern I tried? Good thing I have tomorrow off, I can go on a pattern hunt downstairs.
That's all there is. We had a bit of excitement after supper so I stayed up later than usual calming down (it's pretty easy for me to get into a flap so not to worry) and then I didn't have the heart to write a prompt. Then there's the snow. It's bringing me down. I promise to be more cheerful tomorrow no matter what. Cross my heart.