Showing posts with label chickadee cowl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chickadee cowl. Show all posts

Monday, June 29, 2009

Are you Sure This Doesn't Look Like a Couch?


I'm just sayin'. Maybe its more like a Cowl-ch. (hah! I kill me.)

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Shes Like a Rainbow Chickadee...Did You Know They Make Those?

So, since I couldn't show you my finished 70's sofa chickadee cowl ( it remains uncompleted purse knitting as we speak) I thought I would show you the pretty finished chickadee cowl that I made out of hand spun Crown Mountain Farms in "Shes' Like a Rainbow". If you haven't experienced the beauty that is crown mountain farms fiber, and you are a spinner, you need to go like, 10 minutes ago to the website and buy yourself a present.


I made this over the course of the Sunday before Memorial day so I could take it and give it to Momgenius on Monday while I was off work. She loves woolly neck things. It turned out to be a hair shorter than she normally likes, but I ran out of yarn. She took it like a champ.

I loves me a FO.

I also love spending the quality time with Momgenius and Dadgenius. Why, I think I would hang out with them for fun, even if they hadn't spawned me. That's saying something.

Monday, June 1, 2009

A loooong time ago, I used to blog.

So, I have to say that I suck. I've truly been a sadly unmotivated non-blogging sack of skin. Yeah, not really sure what happened there.

It could possibly have something to do with the fact that I'm accidentally knitting a couch from the 70's. I mean, look at this thing!

If you tell me that it doesn't belong on some shag carpet, and you'll be lying to me to spare my feelings.

So what the everloving wombat snot is that? You might be asking (fill in your favorite non-profanity expletive if you aren't feeling "wombat snot"...I promise that I won't get upset).

Well, its a chickadee cowl. It just so happens that a chickadee cowl, when knitted from my hand spun crosspatch yarn looks like it climbed over the wall at goodwill to find a better home. Who knew?

Is it wrong if that makes me love it even more?

I love the pattern and I think I'm going to be forced to knit a giant pile of them. If you haven't knit one of these bad boys you totally need to stick it in your Rav queue right now. I'll wait.

Its the most perfectly simple, lovely pattern especially for breaking up a freaky pooling yarn.

I missed you guys! As for Peru stories, I've made up my mind that I'm going to break that giant hunk of goodness into a series of weekly posts. I know I've said it before, but keep your eyes peeled. They are going to be snuck in between pictures of frantic knitting. 'Cause, I got the fever baby!