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Surprises better than finding $20 in last year's winter coat

Thank you so much for your supportive words and warm responses to the short story I shared earlier this week. I was feeling a bit anxious about posting, but your responses have definitely bolstered my confidence! I will certainly be sharing more about The Knitter in the future. xx

Today was exciting. I got to go on a surprise adventure out to the airport to help a friend out. I didn't particularly mind - I got to go for a drive (we don't own a car so getting to drive anywhere is kind of a treat) and I got to control the radio for a couple of hours. It's nearly the end of school holidays; those of you with kiddos know what I mean when I say that a couple of hours in a space to yourself and not having to share anything is AMAZING. I love my stepdaughter to bits, but a little *me* time sometimes is also nice.

This impromptu adventure means that you get an update about what happened yesterday, though, instead of what happened today. I haven't done any knitting yet today. ;o) I'm sure you understand.

Yesterday was the Book Birthday for one of my favourite authors!!! Even better it was the Book Birthday for a sequel to one of my favourite books by this author, which I had consigned myself to the fact that the first book would be a stand alone FOREVER. Everyone, go read Sparrow Hill Road by Seanan McGuire and then read the sequal Girl in the Green Silk Gown RIGHT. NOW. So we can fangirl about it together. (Also, if you haven't read anything by Seanan, just close your eyes and pick one, they are all fabulous.)

Here's a link to the audible version of Sparrow Hill Road. The audio version of the sequel will be out soon!

Nutty Knitting Facts at TAFE Ultimo student lounge
I was visiting Lisa yesterday (you remember Lisa of the 'I'll just do colourwork socks for my first pair ever, and start them on a plane with no access to the internet for help'?) and discovered this lovely set of info posters in one of the student lounges at TAFE Ultimo. Clearly there are some knitters among the student body there. Please forgive the lighting, no phone camera would be able to cope perfectly with the lights one finds in the student lounge of a local community college. (Click the link to access close ups of each individual poster.)

How sweet is that? Some student(s) spent a fair bit of time researching some nifty facts for the rest of us, printed them out, and even found some gold stars to include in the presentation. I am a bit dubious about the poster saying that Alpaca is the most expensive wool to knit with (last I heard it was Musk Ox, but likely my info is also wrong), but I love the premise: impress all the other students with all the crazy shit knitters do, when they are trying to relax and least expecting the onslaught, and convert them over! Whoopah!

Speaking of nifty surprises, I was tidying in the bedroom recently (yes, I know it's shocking to hear) and discovered this forgotten gem in amongst my old journals. Any guesses as to what it is?


IT'S MY FIRST KNITTING JOURNAL! OMG!

Look at this stuff! I'd forgotten all about how ambitious and fearless I was with my knitting (at least in my daydreams). There are notes for lace and garment ideas.



There are colour charts which I painstakingly dotted in the tiny grids with coloured ink. *dreamy sigh*


I'm impressed with Past Me and my fearlessness (read naivete, lol) in imagining future projects.

I think I'm going to have to make that PacMan laptop cover...fingering and lace weight yarn no longer intimidates me. I'm sure I can find a pair of empty needles somewhere...

Ciao for now, I need to go stash diving! xx


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