Yesterday DS and I walked from Titletown Brewing across the Main St. Bridge to Artstreet, the annual downtown art fair. It was a perfect day for a stroll in the sun and breeze. Lots of people were out, lots of families. A great time was had by all, at least DS and I. I got a pair of souvenir earrings that I'm wearing right now.
Last night I almost finished the Easter Egg Ankle Sock, just one more ribbing round and binding off left to do.
I knitted a row on the Summer Fever Shawl after supper the other night and then realized that I'd done it wrong. Do you know how hard it is to "tink" back a row of lace? It'
s a pain in the needles, that's how hard it is.I cast on the next Bandwagon Afghan Block. It's #7, which means that I'm on the second half of the afghan. I like the colors of this skein of yarn, even though neither blue nor green are my favorite colors.
And I was finally unable to resist digging out the pattern and US 13 needles and casting on EZ's (Elizabeth Zimmerman, the woman who de-granny-fied knitting in the 50s
and is a goddess to many knitters) Ribwarmer out of the UGLY Campsie Wrap I made last winter.In sewing news, I whipped up a Pocket Monster the other night from a coup
le of fat quarters. I think, sadly, that it needs to be made from only one fabric as it is so small. I'll be making more of these once I tweak the pattern to my satisfaction.Walking back to our cars from Artstreet we passed by some tall vines outside the brewery. They're
hops! See the little pale cones? What else would you grow outside a brewery?
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