Does it count as finished if you haven't done the seams? -

I have finished knitting my first baby surprise jacket. It was rather fun and I like folding and unfolding it into shape. I hesitate to sew it up because my seams are so often ugly.














I also finished knitting the rib warmer. I had to so that I could use the needles to start a Clapotis. I have spent a great deal of time sitting in cars lately, so there has been a great deal of knitting (and not much laundry... the pile is starting to fill me with fear). I did actually seam the rib warmer and it looked AWFUL. It was too big in the body and didn't fit over my boobs and made me look cut off and awkward.

I have unseamed it and ripped out half. I am making myself a pair of big-arse winter socks instead.

And I have begun and finished a Clapotis. The yarn was delicious to knit with and I was filled with a kind of unholy joy every time I ripped out another ladder. Deliberately dropping stitches? What fun. I had only three balls and knit it by wait and ended up with a metre of wool at the end. The last two pattern repeats were nervous ones.

I think this was the first time in ten years that I have been faithful to one project.














I just haven't been able to get a decent photo of the finished product. Another problem is that it looks great on my mum...

There is a smaller one of these somewhere -



















I enjoy wandering around this suburb. Tonight was excellent. It was so cold and everything was washed clean and the air smelled amazing. Sometimes I think about moving to the country, but not tonight.

Sigh -

Mum just sent these from the other weekend.














He doesn't seem to be married.

It still looks like a muddle -

All done but the seaming.














Any bets on how long that will take? (Actually, don't answer that.)














Hopefully, now, my year 7s will stop teasing me about wearing so much green. They were right, it was getting excessive.

Was it wrong to tell him he could leave it there? -
















This is why I like teaching.















Interesting things keep happening.

In the heat I had a visitor -















At first I made bold statements about geckos and Melbourne and global warming. Then I had a chat with google and discovered that there are species of geckos that live in Melbourne, they are just really shy.

The lace moved along.














It is quite a more-ish sort of a pattern.

Tyger tyger burning bright -















Graffiti man knows poetry.

It is stupid hot here -

So I cast on a new project.














I believe, though I might be wrong, that this is my first Knitty project. It doesn't count as a new project because I ripped the mystery stole. It turns out I couldn't find my brain after all.

I am using my one pair of Addi lace needles. I bought them to see if they were that much better for lace knitting.

They are that much better.

I like graffiti -

I saw this pair in the same alley as I hurried through Clifton Hill this evening. I paused and caught them, I like the idea of fridge graffiti.



















And, having taken a photo of the fridge, I could scarcely ignore this chap at the beginning of the alley.














I loath tagging. Pictures and stencilling, I like.

Chocolate man -

I went home for the folk festival this weekend and knit the better part of a rib warmer. It is filled up with good music and happy thorts.



















I shall dedicate it to Guy Davis, about whom many of the happy thorts were had. There is a man who appreciates pudding!

A little ray of sunshine -

Today was glorious. Melbourne knows how to do autumn (though we seem to be back sliding into summer at the moment). I finished this scarf in time for a birthday that was about three months earlier than I had thought.















I hope it will provide a bit of sunshine in the grey and (with luck) stormy Melbourne winter.















Moss stitch, my love, my bane. You are worth it.

Failed first attempt -

I think maybe it is not wide enough. I am trying not to mind the lack of delicate elegance that drew me to moonstitches' rhubarb in the first place. This yarn is so soft, it would be criminal to consign it to socks. I want some more and I've hardly even started with it.













I am also in denial that maybe the colours are not playing nice together. I'll give it a go with 47 stitches to start (this is 27) and reassess.

I walked through Brunswick to get to a PD day last week.