A Long time Coming

 These are troubling times for all Americans, both those living in the US and those of us living abroad.  Whether we support the current president and his policies, or not.  This current mentality is not the US I grew up with and in.  Back then, in the deep dark past (I was born in 1956), we treated each other with a modicum of respect and tolerance.  Views differed politically?  Generally, we all agreed to disagree.  Admittedly, I did have somewhat of a life of privilege, being white and essentially middle class.  So there were no difficulties with colour or religion.  However, in my extended family there were handicapped folks (physical, requiring a handicap parking permit), Muslim (cousin's wife and children), pacifists (aunt, uncle and their children and grandchildren), Iraqi (cousin's wife and children and her brother), and then more recently Chinese (daughter-in-law and their children), Puerto Rican (another daughter-in-law and her mixed race child).  These are the ones that come to top of my mind; I am certain that with a little bit more thought I could recall more "dangerous" minorities as defined by MAGA.  I am further dismayed by the degree to which the Christian movement has developed.  Feed the hungry?  Clothe and house the poor?  Heal the sick?  What "woke" nonsense -- eh, no.  These are the principles by which I identified Christianity.  Now?  Yeah, no.  The whole family separation thing at the border sickens me; the children being taken away from their parents simply because the parents dared to try to claim asylum in the US?  The fact that CANADA, of all countries, has now issued travel advisories against traveling to the US is shocking.  That even Quebec is united with most Canadians in saying "HELL NO!" to the idea of becoming the 51st state says a lot.  A whole lot of a lot.  I am trying mightily to hold onto some level of optimism that 1) mid-term elections WILL occur in 2026; and 2) a Democrat wave will take hold and restore a level of sobriety and reasonableness to the US political scene.  

In other thoughts, I have been busily knitting and crocheting (shocking, right?) my little brains out.  My son introduced me to Critical Role dungeons and dragons streaming.  Each episode varies in length from 2.5 to 5 hours long, and I have watched all 120-some episodes of Campaign 1, and 116 episodes of Campaign 3.  I will be starting Campaign 2 in the near future, and will undoubtedly be switching between Campaign 2 and Campaign 4 as the fourth campaign develops.  The reason I tell you all this?  To explain the bounty on display below! 

This is a bolero designed by James C. Brett and knit in their Rustic Chunky (pattern JB023 and colour RU03).  Not for me, but for a customer.  She purchased the project from the store, neglected gauge, and then got lost in the directions.  I had to frog the already-completed back and start from scratch.  Now, we do not do these things from the goodness of our hearts at Never Enough Wool.  We charge for this service, hopefully enough to make the customer wince and sometimes even change her mind about the commission.  We are currently at $25 per 100g skein, and this was 4 skeins.  After making the gauge swatch, I dropped to a 4.5mm needle for ribbings and 5.5mm for the body.  A nice success if I do say so myself. 

 

Apparently this yarn is now discontinued since I don't find it on the James Brett website.  It is/was a nice yarn -- acrylic with a bit of wool -- and I did enjoy the knitting. 

 

Barb and I have laid out our class plans for the fall.  We decided to teach Tunisian Crochet in October, but needed a sample.  I volunteered!  The pattern, The Tunisian Sampler Cowl, by Joanne Scrace, was delightful -- well written and a nice progression from beginning simple stitch through more complex designs.  I used Ella Rae Honey  as the solid colour and James C Brett Aurora for the multi-colour.  The designer offered a series of video tutorials along with the pattern, for an extra fee.  I was able to source free videos, though, and they worked nicely.  One skein of each colour, and there is enough left to do the entire project one more time.  My favourite section is the white/yellow/blue section at the lower right corner of the second photo.  That diagonal stitch was so much fun to work. 

Another finish since my previous post is this little pullover.  I used James C Brett Fairground in colour 12.  This poor, lonely colourway was languishing on the shelves being totally overlooked.  Once people saw it being worked up, it has flown away.  Funny how that works, eh?  The pattern is JB623, a half-fisherman rib stitch and worked in pieces and assembled.  I have to say that I did enjoy the entire project, even the sewing up. Oddly enough, I have a granddaughter this will soon fit ...

Being an inveterate sock knitter and always eager to try new sock yarns, I purchased a package of Circulo Let it Sock.  I would bet my bottom dollar that this stretchy cotton yarn is a clone of Cascade's Fixation.  I can't find the Let It Sock in the Ravelry database though ... In any event, these socks were featured in the previous post being knit while participating in a sailboat race.  When the winds are light, the crew's job is to sit still and be ballast.  Knitting keeps me from fidgeting.  That's all I can say.  Well, except that when the winds are light and the knitting appears, it doesn't take long before there is enough wind to require ballast being more active!  These are plain socks, started at the toe, with a heel flap, six rows of stockinette, and ribbing.  Nothing fancy, except for the yarn. 

When the new administration was sworn in last January and all the blather about Canada becoming the 51st state, Canadian designers were outraged and the knitting universe was overflowing with patriotic designs.  I may be a citizen of the US, but I am also a supporter of a sovereign Canada.  Consequently, I found this cowl pattern and cast on.  The Elbows Up refers to an idea in hockey -- keep your elbows up to make your opponents pay dearly.  

Speaking of hockey -- and memories -- my father's house has been listed for sale and my brothers are doing an absolutely amazing job of clearing out the remnants from the house, garage and sheds.  Andy pulled out a radio and showed it to us all on a zoom call -- asking if anyone remembered it!  We all did.  I remember sitting with my grandfather and listening to baseball, hockey and the Indy 500 on that little radio.  Needs new batteries because the old ones somehow didn't leak but are dead, and it should work just fine!

Finally, Sunday was another sailboat race day.  We don't keep the CL14 at the marina, so have to sail from our house down to the marina/start line.  We were 12 minutes late to the start ... so started in 6th place.  There wasn't a lot of wind, and it took another hour to get to the first marker, across the lake from our house.  BUT, by the time we got there we had moved up to second place.  We battled our "nemisis" to the second marker, but rounded the marker first.  And then who knows what happened.  We pointed the boat's nose towards home, I pulled out the sock knitting, and that little boat just flew home.  Even though we started 12 minutes late, we won by more than 5 minutes.  Victory is sweet.  

AND I got to the toe shaping on this current pair of socks.  For those keeping score -- these are the socks for August, so I need to step up my game and get busy!

Thanks for the visit.