A few months ago, I was knitting a little baby blanket which called for 4 skeins of yarn. My granddaughter Anna loved how the blanket felt to her touch.
She asked if I could make her a blanket. A big one. Certainly.
Eleven skeins later (and a lot of time sitting in the knitting bag, not being knit) summer break from school and a few long swim meets ( I perfected knitting a toasty blanket in 90 degree weather by draping it on an adjacent chair) the handknit blanket got finished!
I was returning home today (Tuesday) and completed the final stitch at yesterday’s swim meet. Phew! Anna would ask me how her blanket was coming along. I promised myself, I wouldn’t start another new project until this one was complete.
When we got home, Anna put it in the washing machine and sat and watched it for awhile. She set it for “quick wash” and then it had to be dried. it’s 100% man- made polyester (I know some knitters will disapprove it’ s not made with natural fibers )
But she said she didn’t like it, she LOVES it!
What else could a grandmother wish?
Monday night at the washing machine. Watching the time.
Tuesday morning. Piano practice.
The blanket reminds me of a chenille bedspread from the 1950’s. It is soft and squishy. Because the yarn is variegated, the color falls in random splotches.
Bernat Pipsqueak Yarn, Color Sittin’ Pretty
Pattern is the old basic dishcloth. Knit on the diagonal
Cast on 4 stitches.
K 2, YO, Knit to end. Repeat until half your yarn is used.
Then to decrease. K 1, K2 together, YO, K2 together, knit rest of row. Repeat until last four stitches then bind off.
A sunrise – a perfect beginning.
A baby, just born.
The first page of the dictionary.
The first page of the new calendar.
Once you start, more come to mind.
Beginning= possibility? A new start.
I did not search the archives for beginnings but put the iPhone to use at breakfast-
My Saturday morning.
Here’s the beginning -
The special English muffins a surprise in the Christmas mail from Ben and Susan, thanks
A newly sharpened pencil ready to begin……
a journal entry, a letter, a poem, a novel, a list-
Begin with a single match…………..
Guest Poster JB Writes from Omaha
This morning I took my usual walk through Memorial Park and the Rose Garden and came upon this piano sitting all by itself at the top of the Memorial Park, overlooking Dodge Street.
A jogger happened to come by, sat down and played a number of tunes so I asked if it would be OK to photograph him. He said his goal was to find each painted piano throughout the city and play them.
On the back of the piano is a bag filled with leaf-shaped paper cut outs – and a request that you write one phrase or line from a favorite song and then pin it on the piano back. These will be collected and the artist will compose a piece utilizing them.
To read more about Play Me I’m Yours Project click here to read the article at Omaha.Com
Thanks J for the great post today.
Young and trendy. Stylish and chic. These fancy shoes separate the youthful fashionable and the older woman’s footwear. I wore brown clogs. Quite a different look!
It was a good party. The live music made it great. The singing, the piano playing. The friends. The snow was falling as the night wore on. We’d seen a bad pileup on Bigelow Boulevard and the exit ramp due to black ice on our way to the party. Wondered if we should turn around and go home and avoid the first treacherous driving of the season.
But we were almost there so went forward with the evening’s plans-
the weather discussion goes on forever around these parts and it is usually not good
……Vanessa said she is 5’1″ and that these shoes are really comfortable. I had to ask. I was fascinated with the glamorous high heel.
I can’t even imagine. She seemed to maneuver perfectly. Vanessa and Nina sang and Luke played the piano and sang, too. He can transpose into any key. Incredibly talented young man looking at colleges now.
I had asked to blog the women and they agreed but didn’t get permission to show Luke on the blog. Nina has a website here. I’ll email and ask so it may be up with the three of them.
Almost a study in black and white. Anna and Maura sat together on the piano bench. Anna practiced her lesson and Maura provided accompaniment with her own offbeat tune. It was a pretty wild duet. Matthew titled the photo Heart and Soul. Has anyone played that lately?