Where Was I?

 

Hello Gentle Readers. The end of June brings hot summer weather. Although the gusty wind, dries out the garden beds, it is a godsend when walking in this heat. If I am not out of the door by 9:00 a.m., I don't walk very far. Were you able to watch the full moon rise on Monday evening? The strawberry moon of June is my favorite. That night the faint hint of pink in the moon and reflected light was surrounded by wisps of clouds against the dark sky. The sight was breathtaking. 

Today I link with Kat and the Unravelers. In between trips to the deck to check the moonrise, I finished the thumbs on these mitts. The yarn and pattern go well together. The suggested needle size with this yarn made a nice pair of mitts for my small adult sized hands. Stretchy ribbing always feels like my hands are getting a massage. If I knit these mitts for someone with larger hands I might go up a needle size. The pattern has great attention to detail including mirrored cables that begin and end nicely, ribbed thumbs that flow from the pattern, and a graceful hand increase on the palm.

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I am spinning these three four-ounce bumps of a BFL silk in variegated (what else but?) blue. Finding the right speed to treadle and adjusting my drafting took some trial and error. I've completed the first 2 ounce single so I have a good start. It's fun to watch the silver gray and hint of mauve combine with the blues as the single winds onto the bobbin.

I abandoned two books and am beginning two more titles so I'll save book notes until next week.  

Where was I last week? That is a tale of air traveling woe. Last Monday we were scheduled to fly to the East Coast to visit our daughter and family. We arrived at the Omaha airport promptly at 9:30 a.m. for the 11:30 a.m. nonstop flight to La Guardia in NYC. Our flight was delayed all day long. Finally when Delta announced yet another departure time for 8:15 p.m., we wondered if the flight would get out and opted to rebook for the next day so we weren't arriving in the wee hours of the morning (we lose an hour going East) or trying to rebook with everyone else at the gate. We retrieved our bags, rode the shuttle to the parking lot, and drove 50 miles home. The next day we spent the afternoon in the airport only to have our flight cancelled and repeat the whole process. Weather, one less runway at LGA, the high cost of fuel, the College World Series in Omaha, and World Cup Travelers all worked against us. It wasn't feasible to extend our visit so we cancelled the trip and hope to reschedule in August or September.  

Just to make things more interesting, the Omaha airport is being renovated so there was less gate space in an already small airport. In addition to the usual airport hubbub, there was also construction noise, including a jackhammer.  However the entire Delta staff in the Omaha airport was an exemplary team. For two days and probably more, they handled a harried frustrating situation with kindness, knowledge, patience, and grace.  Air travel these days isn't for the faint of heart. 

So for now we are home, looking forward to a visit with our son. The larkspur and the coneflowers continue to bloom. I hope you have blooms in your neighborhood, something to look forward to, and are staying cool. 

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Cityscape Mitts