Today is a lovely, quiet day. Restful and slow. I need it after a weekend that began with the arrival of my parents and Alice on Friday night. It was all great but fitting in all the attendant activities that go with having visitors, some down time is always necessary!
I’m working on my third Chevron Lace cardigan in a delicious red.
The yarn is Elsebeth Lavold Silky Wool and in its lifetime it’s tried to be a shawl and a jumper but neither seemed right. Finally, I think we’re settling in together to be a new version of a favourite cardigan. I’ve worn the original to death and last week i thought if I didn’t replace it with something fresh, I’d be sad. You might remember it.
Then I made another for Alice’s mum. In black. She also wears hers to death. I expect a request for another in a year or two.
I like hers with the shorter sleeves so that’s how mine will look. Very good for spring wear.
It’s nice to be crocheting again. I haven’t done any for a while and when I return to crochet, I’m always delighted to slip back into that gentle, rhythmic motion – not to mention how quick it is!
Part of the busy weekend was that Alice was a flower girl in a friend’s wedding and she slept here the night before. I wasn’t there so I don’t yet have any photos of her all done up but I was at the salon when she had her hair done. The poor poppet was so tired on the day – we’d all been awake, thanks to Miss A, since just after 5am so her patience was stretched a little but she sat still long enough to have a curling iron put through her hair for the first time.
I’m told she walked down the aisle charmingly, with a little bag of rose petals to scatter but before long she got grumpy and fell in the mud at which point she was whisked away and no doubt bathed and put to bed. I’ll try and get hold of a picture of her in her long burgundy dress – before the mud incident obviously!
Now, for more crochet and a cup of tea.