etc.

I used to think that the first sign of true summer is when I start tossing a handful of bluberries into my breakfast yoghurt. I tossed a handful of blueberries into my breakfast yoghurt today. And now, 12 hours later, it’s damp-cool and there’s thunder and lightening outside my window. What do I know?

It turns out that knitting with two strands instead of one does not halve your gauge after all, but you already knew that. I swatched for the poncho, made nice with my calculator, adjusted my stitch count accordingly, and I was still way off on my measurements. How hard could it be when the pattern calls for two rectangles? I’m going to plug away while the going is good, I’m at the stage where I’m just loving the feel of this yarn while it feeds off my fingers. Pictures soon.

I’m supposed to read a 700-page book for my book club meeting on Wednesday, so off I go. Bid me godspeed.