August's End

Hello Gentle Readers. This past weekend brought rain and respite from the heat. When I went out to the garden Saturday, I found a little over three inches of rain in the gauge. The rain was very welcome. The local schools are back in session. The blue blooms of roadside chicory look weary. The sunflowers turn toward the sun while the cicada chorus throbs into the evening with a call and response. When my Granddad heard the cicadas he would remark, "Six more weeks until the first frost." Climate change may have changed the truth of his farm wisdom but I still think of him as I garden and especially when the August chorus begins. Well into old age, he tended a large beautiful vegetable garden. 

This is a Wednesday post with Kat and the Unravelers. I continue to knit on the same projects but that is how I like to work. Last night I thought I'd finished the body of Norah's Rainbow Sweater but there was something I didn't like.  After looking at it in a photo, I know I'll shorten the ribbing and perhaps change up the the color. Last night I began weaving in the ends along the front edge. I knit stripes in a random order to maximize the colors as a few are knit with two strands of fingering mini-skeins. I have less yardage in those colors.  

In between stripes, I've worked a little on this sock. Over the weekend I added a contrasting heel. 

As far as reading, I enjoyed listening to The Librarian of Burned Books. This historical fiction, set during World War Two is the story of three women who work with books. The novel is set in Berlin and Paris during the rise of the Nazis and later in New York City during the war. It is a chilling reminder about power, control, and what happens when freedoms are suppressed. It may not be great literature but it is a good story. Some of the ideas echo debates going on in the world today. 

I finished Mrs. Dalloway. I marveled at the way Woolf transitioned between characters. The image of a clock or a tree signals the reader that the prose is moving to another character. Character development and relationships between characters propel the narrative. 

I'm also reading The Age of Phillis by the author of The Love Songs of W.E.B. DeBois. The story of Phillis Wheatley is told in poetry. The essay at the end of the book, "Looking for Miss Phillis," is a fascinating account of the author's fifteen year search for information about Wheatley and the time in which she lived. The hard copy also includes notes about the ideas and inspiration for many of the poems. Jeffers is an excellent scholar and writer. That Phillis, survived the middle passage as a young girl and then went on to writing poetry is a testament to her intellect and grit. Jeffers honors not only those qualities as she brings her to life as an individual living during the 1700's.  

I hope August's End finds you well. 

Making Memories

As it is Wednesday, I am writing a blog post to link with Kat and the Unravelers. In the past days, I knit very little. Instead I made memories. Pops and Grammy Camp 2023 was a big success. When the entire family was here, the kids slept in the downstairs family room in sleeping bags. During the week Kate and her husband flew to California, camped in Yosemite, and hiked the Half Dome. And yes, they made it all the way to the top. I looked at the site after they hiked.  

Back in Nebraska, we had a ball with the kids. The weather cooperated with beautiful summer days. Playing every evening on a nearby school playground meant a good night's sleep for all. All four enjoyed miniature golf, although some games were more traditional than others. The two older boys and I spent three hours at Morrill Hall, the University of Nebraska State Museum, a museum with many hands-on activities. The four of us watched Major League Baseball. They both play and love the game so I learned a lot about baseball. Micah and I had a draft with his baseball cards. Not knowing many players by name, I chose an All Star team. He thought that was hilarious. Emmett and I solved the NYT's Wordle and Connections Games together. 

As I wrote previously, the other grandparents live in Omaha. On Wednesday we met midway to tour the Strategic Air Command and Aerospace Museum and had a picnic at nearby Mahoney State Park. Back in Lincoln, we took the younger two to a big city park. They like to bake so we made M and M cookies. After a round of miniature golf, we made buttered popcorn because "Grammy, popcorn has to be buttered." Jonah wants Pops to teach him how to play real golf. Norah and I shopped for nail polish and sparkling water. It was a week of high adventure with both sets of grandparents. 

Tucking the kids into bed at night and getting up with them in the morning was so sweet. They are probably the only kids in Connecticut who were excited about a Nebraska vacation. Together we made memories. It will be interesting to see what they remember in a few years. 

As for reading, I've read the same five pages of Mrs. Dalloway four nights in a row. Once I got in bed, I didn't have the energy to find and start a lighter read. I had a little time for knitting. Norah urged me to finish the rainbow sweater. I knit the yoke before she arrived in order to try it on her. It's coming along nicely. 

My son-in-law and a good friend are road tripping back home with the boys. Kate and Norah stayed two extra nights with us. After dropping them at the airport to fly home, I knit on this sock, noticing it matches the summer landscape. Summer is blasting us this week with 100 degree temperatures. It is miserable. Yesterday I blanched, cut up, and froze seven bags of tomatoes. The tomato patch looks like the end of the summer and I wonder if it will survive this week. Take good care, keep cool. Thanks for reading my family oriented post. 

Rainbow Sweater: Plan B

Hello gentle readers. Temperate summer days make August more enjoyable. In my yard, yellow and black swallowtails flit between parsley and the butterfly bush and orange cosmos. Monday evening, I pulled out the cucumber vines. The leaves were withering and the plants weren't producing cucumbers. Meanwhile the prolific tomatoes ripen. Next year I may stagger my planting so I don't have so many all at one time. This afternoon I will simmer more sauce and freeze chopped tomatoes for winter cooking. 

Wednesday is the day to link with Kat and the Unravelers about making and reading. I finished the shawl/scarf of leftovers and will take a photo after blocking. Norah and I made a Plan B for her Rainbow Sweater. I was going to ask her to draw a picture but instead made two sketches of a sweater I knew I could knit. In her sweet little mind, a pink rainbow sweater is a multi-colored (including pink) striped cardigan. Of course, I can do that. The stripes will repeat a bit randomly because I have more of some colors than others. (Originally I thought I'd knit a rainbow yoke and cuffs with a pink body and sleeves.😁) So far so good. 

I decided the texture of Hermione's Everyday Sock was too busy for this yarn so I unraveled two inches of cuff and switched to a stockinette sock with a faux cable down the leg. This pattern plays better with the pretty colors in the yarn. The colors don't stripe but I think they will spiral nicely around the sock. 

I finished plying the first skein of the Shetland fiber. The 2-ply sport weight yarn has a little too much twist in places but I love the color. One single drifted apart in a couple of places and I overcompensated by increasing the twist while plying. I have singles of a light violet of this same Shetland resting on bobbins but I won't be plying them right away. 

Our daughter and son-in-law and family are driving from Connecticut to Nebraska for a visit. Yes, driving. Yikes. It's going to be exciting. They arrive Friday evening this week. Then on Monday, my daughter and son-in-law are off on a little adventure by themselves. The other grandparents live down the road in Omaha so we are sharing the kids during the week. We will have the older two for a few days while the younger two are in Omaha. Then mid-week we are going to exchange children. All of us are looking forward to this visit. We have a few "camp" activities planned. It's going to be high adventure complete with s'mores and sleeping bags. I will not be posting next week but enjoying my family. 

I listened to The Girls in Navy Blue, a novel with stories in two different times. The story of the three young women who enlisted in the Navy during World War One was more interesting to me than the contemporary story set in the 1960's. It was enjoyable if predictable. Right now in this crazy world, predictable isn't all bad. I'm reading Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf as a companion to After Sappho. I bought a used but annotated copy of Woolf's book that I find helpful. 

Have a good few weeks. I'll catch up with you after our guests leave for home. 

Ravelry Links

Rainbow Sweater

Impossible Girl Socks

Ratios and Weights

Hello gentle readers. Saturday the week of extreme heat gave way to rain and cooler temperatures. Friday evening brought a short thunderstorm.  Early Saturday, the morning turned dark as night. About .5 inch of rain fell, complete with a little hail for entertainment. Luckily the hail was pea-sized and shorted lived. The tomatoes were unscathed and the few zinnias that grow bounced back from being blown about in the storm. The tomato harvest is underway. I hope to make sauce today or tomorrow. I may resort to pulling up the cucumber vines. I've pickled quite a few, given away some, and composted the ones that grew too large. We are eating them in various forms but can't keep up. The bounty of summer is a good problem. 

Today I link with Kat and the Unravelers  to post about making and reading. While I did some unraveling, I learned more about yarns and stitch patterns so it was a good making week. As you may have guessed, I ripped out the yoke on Norah's sweater. Thank you for all your kind comments and commiseration. The ribbing in the yoke of the Anker's Jacket is a nice design but knitted in dk yarn made for a heavy yoke. Ribbing did not lend itself to knitting a rainbow. The pattern is aptly named as a jacket but that is not the kind of sweater I want to knit for Norah.  While I knit on other things, I'm planning that little rainbow sweater. 

I also abandoned another project. I cast on a sock during our Minnesota trip, knit the leg and turned the heel so I could knit on it on the way home. Last week I pulled out the sock and it looked small. The stitch count was accurate but when I tried it on, the sock was too snug. I planned to give them as a Christmas gift but knew they would barely fit the recipient. Besides, the yarn felt a little crispy in my hands. I looked at it and decided not to reknit the sock with more stitches. Some projects and some yarns aren't meant to be. 

I have knit socks from yarns with a 75/25 merino/nylon ratio and thought they were fine if a little lighter in weight. Maybe something in the dying process made the yarn feel crispy or maybe I just got a rogue skein. Curious, I looked through my sock yarn stash and found one more skein (different dyer) with a 75/25 ratio. I have other yarns in stash with either an 80/20 or a 90/10 ratio. I have always been aware of differences in yardage and known some yarn to be labeled "light fingering" but I'll pay more attention in the future. In the meantime I am knitting on this shawl, easing the cares of the world with garter stitch and a soft yarn in soft colors. I also cast on a sock with different yarn. 

As for reading, I'm almost finished with After Sappho. The writing combined with the unique structure of short vignettes is an effective way to tell the stories of gay women, their art, their lives, and their struggles and successes. Schwartz is astute and witty. It's been awhile since I read a book with a dictionary by my side but I've enjoyed the reading. I also have a new book, American Wildflowers: A Literary Field Guide that is a illustrated collection of poetry and prose about American Wildflowers. The introduction included an interesting discussion about wildflowers and native plants. The field guide is edited by Susan Barba and beautifully illustrated by Leanne Shapton. This is what I call a Sunday Morning Book, one to dip into and savor. I bought a copy of this book for my daughter on our trip to RJ Julia's Bookshop and then decided I needed one for myself. I do love a book with illustrations. 

Here comes August. I hope this finds you staying cool with a good book and an icy beverage at your side.