Miss you, sweet girl.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
My camera stinks!
At least, for anything like a detail shot.
This is the "detail shot" of a doily I just finished:
The color is much more accurate on this photo:
I've been working on a baby sweater. The pattern was fine until it got to the sleeve. The first problem with the pattern's sleeve had to do with the instructions for the cuff. Babies are not noted for keeping those fingers tucked in when you're trying to get a sleeve over their hands, so you really don't want the sleeve cuff to be super-tiny and tight. I fixed that, then worked the sleeve to the row specified for the 0-6 months size. I kept staring at that sleeve, thinking, "No way." But what do I know about baby clothes?
So I went to Target and bought a baby's one-piece sleep outfit in 6-months size. Granted, this might be the high range of the 6-months' size, and sleep outfits are looser and longer-limbed than sweaters need to be, but I think there's a problem with my knitted sweater:
I think I'm gonna need at least one more pattern repeat in there... (And I'm knitting right on target for gauge, so that's not my problem.)
And I've started a sweater for my mother for Mother's Day. Actually, I've started the swatch, which is not quite the same as having started the sweater. ;)
This is the "detail shot" of a doily I just finished:
The color is much more accurate on this photo:
I've been working on a baby sweater. The pattern was fine until it got to the sleeve. The first problem with the pattern's sleeve had to do with the instructions for the cuff. Babies are not noted for keeping those fingers tucked in when you're trying to get a sleeve over their hands, so you really don't want the sleeve cuff to be super-tiny and tight. I fixed that, then worked the sleeve to the row specified for the 0-6 months size. I kept staring at that sleeve, thinking, "No way." But what do I know about baby clothes?
So I went to Target and bought a baby's one-piece sleep outfit in 6-months size. Granted, this might be the high range of the 6-months' size, and sleep outfits are looser and longer-limbed than sweaters need to be, but I think there's a problem with my knitted sweater:
I think I'm gonna need at least one more pattern repeat in there... (And I'm knitting right on target for gauge, so that's not my problem.)
And I've started a sweater for my mother for Mother's Day. Actually, I've started the swatch, which is not quite the same as having started the sweater. ;)
Monday, March 10, 2008
Maybe not dumb...
Sam may have hidden talents.
Yes, he's notorious for stealing goodies from the kitchen while muzzled, then revealing his stash of goodies when I get home...while he is still muzzled. But it may not be a thief's stupidity that is "blowing the gaff." He may just have a persistent case of bad timing.
Today I went grocery shopping. (It was either that, or force the dogs to share. Lamb and rice kibble, anyone?) When I got home, a still-muzzled Sam stood there in the kitchen and watched me put groceries away. I put the new loaf of bread on top of the refrigerator, the one place where Sam can't (quite) reach it. About 30 seconds later, the loaf fell off the refrigerator and landed in the floor at my feet. Did I not have it firmly in place? Did I have it too close to the edge of the refrigerator?
Or has Sam perhaps--just perhaps--learned telekinesis? Telekinesis and the power of positive thinking?
Heaven help me if the boy ever perfects his timing and learns to do this when his muzzle is off.
Yes, he's notorious for stealing goodies from the kitchen while muzzled, then revealing his stash of goodies when I get home...while he is still muzzled. But it may not be a thief's stupidity that is "blowing the gaff." He may just have a persistent case of bad timing.
Today I went grocery shopping. (It was either that, or force the dogs to share. Lamb and rice kibble, anyone?) When I got home, a still-muzzled Sam stood there in the kitchen and watched me put groceries away. I put the new loaf of bread on top of the refrigerator, the one place where Sam can't (quite) reach it. About 30 seconds later, the loaf fell off the refrigerator and landed in the floor at my feet. Did I not have it firmly in place? Did I have it too close to the edge of the refrigerator?
Or has Sam perhaps--just perhaps--learned telekinesis? Telekinesis and the power of positive thinking?
Heaven help me if the boy ever perfects his timing and learns to do this when his muzzle is off.
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