The Fall socks are done. They are beautiful and fun! I think the pattern is just perfect, though it did take a wee bit of concentration. By the second sock I was memorizing the pattern, so that halfway through I just had to mark my spot on the pattern when I finished so that I could pick up next time without thinking about it. The yarn is amazingly soft and cuddly. Belfast Mini-Mills - you guys rock!
Next pair may actually be knee socks or over the knee socks. I've been thinking about something to wear over leggings for wearing skirts in the winter. But I also picked up a huge amount of Kroy at an amazing discount and they work up to be heavy duty, hard wearing and quick to knit socks and those are sometimes advantages for socks, when one is suddenly finding themselves heavily into level 4 homework. No brainer, easy to knit socks for relaxation aren't a bad thing.
Blanket number 3 is on the loom. The 4th colour, which I managed to leave out is a dark red. I was testing two colours here, a green and a grey. While the green makes a lighter, more fun blanket, it rather overtakes the other colours, so I'll go with the dark grey once again. The weaving is pretty easy, but the finishing takes the time. I'm still hopeful that I'll get all 4 done in the next 13 days.
I've had this bisque ware sitting around for years. The plates were an experiment in slab work before I had any idea what it really entailed. Okay, I still don't really know, but I know more than I did. The bowls are from the pottery day with the girls . I kept the bowls even though my kiln wasn't hooked up. I packed and dragged them through a move and they sat mournfully on a shelf for years. My friend Maureen's husband is a potter. He does amazing stuff, not much in the way of dishware now but art, with a capital A. It's very sleek, modern and interesting work. However, one days Maureen dragged me out to her studio. I got to play on the potters wheel and they then took my assorted mongrel dishware, glazed and fired it for me. Actually, Maureen mixed the colour up for me right then and there. It was an interesting process to watch her weigh and mix the bucket of glaze. She showed me how and I got to wax the bottoms and dip the bowls. It's a beautiful colour, like an I'm in love type of colour. With a drizzle of white or grey, I could definitely see this colour as dishes for the table, if I could actually learn to throw that well. Anyway, hubby even liked them and he's much harder to please that way.
Happy days, even if it's cold, blustery and stupidly snowing :)
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