Kudos to Aija for her great work in identifying the famous first lines that I mutilated in my last posting. Before I jump into other talk, here are the answers with the true quotations:
1. It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a knitting woman in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of more yarn.
Real Line: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. (Pride & Prejudice, Jane Austen)
2. “Christmas won’t be Christmas without more yarn,” grumbled Jo, lying on the knit rug.
Real Line: “Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. (Little Women, Louisa May Alcott)
3. Serene was a word you could put to knitting in New York.
Real Line: Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn, New York. (A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Betty Smith)
4. In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me a cable-stitch pattern that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
Real Line: In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. (The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald)
5. In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together knitting.
Real Line: In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together. (The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, Carson McCullers)
6. Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, knitting and talking.
Real Line: Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking. (Women in Love, D.H. Lawrence)
7. As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed into a giant knitting needle.
Real Line: As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed into a giant insect. (Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka)
Okay. Enough of that.
Once again, the only knitting-in-progress that I have going at the moment is my KWC shawl and again the only update is that it’s longer. I suppose another update might be that I’m growing to hate the damn thing, as it represents a deadline that I may not make. Why that bothers me so much is a bit of a mystery. Perhaps I think that if I don’t complete it by July 9th, I’ll be shunned and ostracized by the knitting community?
On the topic of knitting-in-progress, here is a photo of reader Patricia’s sock-in-progress using Fearless Fibers Superwash Merino Yarn in the Duck Season colorway.
Patricia is using a 1X1 rib at the top for a nice snug fit and then converting to a 3 X 1 rib. I really like the way it’s patterning with the four colors spiraling around in somewhat broad patches, but with all four visible on one side. It’s always amazing to me how the same yarn can pattern quite differently depending on the number of stitches, needle size, as well as the hand of the knitter.
Nice job, Patricia, and thank you for sharing the photo! I can’t tell you how much I enjoy seeing what folks are doing with my yarns. Perhaps I’ll start a photo gallery here soon with projects folks have completed with Fearless Fibers yarns. Hmmm … I can almost smell the whiff of a contest in the air!
….. SHORT COFFEE BREAK …
I just stepped out on my deck to finish my coffee and enjoy the quiet for a few minutes before the horrible noise begins. Why horrible noise, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you why. It is because there is a construction project going on right behind my townhouse.
I’ve seen so many beautiful photos that folks post to their blogs of the wonderful things growing in their gardens and such, that I thought I’d share a photo of the monstrosity that I see when I sit on my back deck and so I brought my camera outside with me. When I moved in here three years ago, the view from my back deck was lovely. Woods. Peaceful. Quiet. Lots of wildlife. At least once a week, I’d catch a glimpse of a deer or two peeking out through the trees.
Well, as if on cue just to make my photo op more poignant, here is what I captured this morning when I photographed the monstrosity that I get to look at every day:
Sigh. Poor dear deer. Can you hear his thoughts? “Uhhhh … what happened? Did I make a wrong turn somewhere?” Sigh again.
I must run off now to start another long day. I’ll be back to post again in a day or two and will share with you something that has been burning in my mind these past few days.
Everyone have a bang-up day and get some knitting done!