On (and off) the Needles of Iron!

An update! Finished Bebe Sockees, all ready for the Grandbebe Girls 1st Birthday on Friday. Did I mention we are going to the Rockies home opener? Oh, I did? I am taking my knitting, but whether I will be wearing gloves is anyone’s guess.


Next, the magic loop Grown Up Sock is growing. I am liking this magical knitting of the socks. I surely hope form follows function and fit. If so, the doors will be thrown wide open to more magicness.

I am almost back to where I started frogging on the Forest Canopy shawl, and I am just whizzing on that thing now. I have the pattern indelibly etched in the memory...thingeys, and am able to watch my knitting and correct the errors as I go. I am anxious to see what it will look like blocked. I am anxious to see how big or how small it will turn out. I am anxious to see if I find myself wearing it.
There is no further update on Alison’s Scarf. For right now, it is a WIP (Languishing). I do not call it a UFO. Just yet. I spent time outside on Saturday. It was wonderful. I worked on the front flower bed, cleaning out some debris. The sun felt so good on my back. The dirt smelled so good. My iris friends are doing well from their digging and replanting of last fall…and Saturday night it snowed. By Sunday afternoon, it was all gone. Sunday night, more snow. Agh! The torture that is Springtime in the Rockies. I look at it as white rain, moisture for the growing things.


Wonderful Guy and I took the bikes on a seasonal inaugural spin, about four and a half miles. We rode around the new Spring Canyon Park, and through some neighborhoods. The wind had picked up, bringing the aforementioned change of weather, and pedaling was tough heading into the wind. The bike is in good shape, though, and ready when I am to start the commute.

We saw these guys on the way back down the Big Thompson after a drive to Estes Park on Saturday. We pulled over and took pictures, just like tourists. We see them rarely, but maybe not so much because they aren’t there. They really blend in to the rocks.


One more little thing. The Kansas boys made it to the Final Four. Rock Chalk Jayhawks!