I started off the month, scrambling to finish the Paris in the Spring sweater. I decided to change it a bit, making the bottom longer and less “frilly”, and I added a shell collar. But I still don’t like it . I’m not sure why. If it’s the colors, the style, or what. I think I might end up frogging it (rip-it) and using the cotton for dishcloths or something. "Before"
I have also been struggling with this doily pattern – the second one I’ve ever tried. I got part way through and it started cupping. The good news is that others in my Yahoo groups are making this and seeing the same thing, so I’m hoping it works out when it’s blocked. This is the doily pattern that matched my aunt Margaret’s mother’s doily that I “borrowed” for a while. Margaret has it back so I want to get this completed.
The only projects I managed to finish this month were afghan squares! A few months ago I signed up to receive a charity square pattern for a Poinsettia. The idea is that you need to send that person one square in return for receiving the pattern; she then combines all the square from various people into an afghan and donates it. The picture doesn’t do this justice – it was done in maroon and pine green and is 12” across.
I couldn’t keep my eyes out of the Ravelry testing “pool” either this month – despite all the other projects to finish. This one is called Never Fading Flower square. It’s a small square. It worked up in just about an hour and was fun to make. I might have to make up a baby blanket or something from this pattern!
In other news…
We had been talking about getting Charlie a new bed – his is years old, not very fluffy any more. Dave picked up this inexpensive one. Instead of treating it as a bed – Charlie apparently thought it was one Gigantic Stuffed Toy!
Dave has gotten a little adventurous in his foraging. After the many days of rain we had last week, our neighbor’s yard had these HUGE, funny looking mushrooms. Dave decided they were worth picking and frying up (after he verified online he knew what they were - of course). They’re called Puff Balls. When you slice into them, they look just like a loaf of bread. I had a teensy piece. He ate a bit more – decided they had the consistency of a marshmallow. He put a couple of slices into a plastic bag and said if he had to be rushed to the hospital, I should make sure to take that with us. Silly man. I think I'll stick with the wild black raspberries.