I got home fairly early on Sunday, surprising Mr. Ink. This was, of course, due to the time change. I mean, the entire idea was to get up on Sunday morning at the lake house, do the laundry, make the beds, pack, put the house back in order, and then take off. And with the time change, I woke up at 6:30. I got home while Mr. Ink was making lunch, and he was horrified because he didn’t expect me yet and hadn’t done the dishes. This concerned me not in the least, since he mowed the lawn and took care of Miss Butterfly, and was working on a to do list a mile long. I unpacked and worked on the dishes, and despite the fact that he’d made himself a chimichanga for lunch, he decided I needed to eat too, and magically there was a burger. (Well, not magic, just general kindness and care taking as I’ve come to expect from that guy, but still overwhelms me on the regular.)
After dishes and unpacking, I skeined the handspun I finished at the lake house and put it in to soak. I ended up with 520 yards of 3 ply worsted weight yarn, which I think is pretty darn good out of 8 ounces of fiber.
While spinning this yarn, I really wasn’t in love with the color combo. But, once washed and skeined, I realized that the overall pink to burgundy tone is absolutely something I can get behind.
I am thinking….gloves! Yes. I need to knit some gloves and get it OUT OF MY SYSTEM! Because every yarn I make looks like gloves right now.
I had a lovely evening with my family on Sunday. Despite not wanting my quiet retreat to be over quite yet, I also just really enjoy my family. At the end of the evening, Mr. Ink looked at me and said “You are glowing. You’ve been absolutely glowing all evening!” Yes. Yes I DID need that quiet time. I really did come home renewed and refreshed. I also let Mr. Ink know I fully intended a repeat in the future, if he keeps not wanting to go with me. I love the lake, I love the house and the calm space that my friend has created there. I love the small town of it, and the easy access to trails and beauty. Life really does feel a little easier at the lake.
Once home, I began a new spinning project. I decided it was time to spin my rainbow batts.
I don’t know if you remember them, but they were a lot of fun to make. I am making these into separate skeins of 2 ply, and spinning a bit thicker than my usual. I had intended to spin the singles for two of them, take pictures of the singles, and then ply. However, between the time change and the rainy dreary weather yesterday, I couldn’t manage to get photos, nor could I manage to leave those singles alone. I plied them yesterday.
Here’s the yellow and the “red” which is more of a, I dunno, HOT hot pink? A hot pink that leans toward orange? I dunno. It’s lovely though. While I am spinning them separately, I figure putting them on one bobbin isn’t going to hurt, until the bobbin fills up. I can just separate out the colors when skeining.
One of the reasons I couldn’t get daytime photos was that I took Miss Butterfly with me to take care of our friend’s cat. This is the friend that’s been in the hospital for a month (But hopefully getting out this weekend, YAY!) I had intended to feed the cat, clean the cat box, and head out for a walk while it was still daylight. I didn’t account for the fact that Miss Butterfly would adore playing with the cat so much. We were well under the cover of darkness when we left the house.
So, tonight we are going for a walk FIRST, and I am bringing my knitting, and when we go to look in on the cat, she can just take all the time she needs.
Being 12 is hard, guys! She’s absolutely terrified of what’s to come, and expressing it regularly. And she’s clinging to childhood with everything she’s got. It’s both beautiful and heartbreaking. And if the care of a cat can ease her burden for an hour or two, who am I to say no? The poor cat probably appreciates it as well.