No, it is not a derangement of the body producing massive discomfort and explosive output. Dieresis is a phonological term that I learned this afternoon, from this post. And now, some actual knitting content of my own.
Noticeable progress on the French Child’s Sock for Middlest, from the estimable Nancy Bush’s book, “Knitting Vintage Socks”.
I worked on it a little at game night last night and am headed over to the couch in a moment to work on it some more while I listen to this:
[And the last couple of KnitPicks podcasts.] Anne Perry is my second-favorite LDS novelist, and I was thrilled to get this audiobook on cassette for the grand sum of $3.00. I also bought this, likewise for $3.00, after a tip from one of my Sisters of the Wool.
I can just see BittyBit as a mermaid this Halloween, and BittyBubba as a pirate. This book followed me home, too.
I didn’t stop to check if any of the sweaters were designed for my size. I bought this book for the sheer imagination that Teva Durham shows in her designs. Most of them wouldn’t suit me, but several I think would be adaptable.
Gradually, I am finding that my vintage knitting books [mid 1980’s] are now in the system at Ravelry. I still can’t post my copy of “Glorious Knits”. *sigh...*
I also picked this up for $15 plus tax and a quarter-tank of gas. Administrative Services of the corporation I work for, was having a surplus sale today.
No, you don’t need new glasses. It really is that blurry. I'm still playing with the “macro” setting on my camera. I was hoping for a chair in red, green, or grey. I bypassed the insipid institutional mauve and went straight for this one. It’s not shrimp pink as in the photo, more a dark terra-cotta or medium rust. A nice wide seat to fit my nice wide seat, and lots of squishy softness in the chair cushion, and all the levers and knobs work to ergonomicize the fit.
We likes it. We likes it a lot.
Here you see the two Stripedy Socks, looking pretty much like identical twins. The sock on the right is slightly darker.
And you can see, mid-photo, where the two socks begin to establish personalities of their own. The two heels shown below, might be cousins who didn't like each other very much.
Yes, the yarns are from the same dye lot. But the third skein, with which I began the second stocking, is looking a wee bit anemic here.