Pinky and pur-ky

Funny how my taste in yarn colours changes in waves.  One moment, I’m all about the greens.

Then I segue into a red period.

But at the moment?

Why, I seem to have come over all pink and purple.

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Picot-choo!

Anyone remember the Pokemon craze of a few years back?  The whole thing passed me by for the most part, but I do recall buying a kid’s t-shirt with a picture of Pikachu emblazoned across the front of it.  Ah, good times. 

For this reason, I cannot say the word ‘picot’ in my head without adding an involuntary ‘-choo!’ to the end of it.  And I suppose that part of me feels pretty happy about that – and wonders why I put off knitting a pair of picoted socks for so long.  Despite my very understandable dislike of hemming, I used the sewn down hem way of making picots to finish up these rather snazzy toe-up socks. 

I call these my ‘Bonfire’ socks.  Originally started during the Fire element of this year’s Project Spectrum efforts, I see woodsmoke and embers in the Sophia 4ply (colourways ‘Tranquil’ and ‘Candlelight’ respectively).  Goodness knows when I will finish the pair, but I see three more versions of these in my future.  In fact, the yarn from my last post is already wound and ready to go for my Earth version – a pair of golden green daffydowndilly socks to trumpet my love of Spring.  Goodness.  Pure, picoty goodness.

Green & Gold

Posh Yarn Sophia 4ply ‘Key Lime’

Posh Yarn Sophia 4ply ‘Daffodils’

So, yeah, I promised you medium-sized news. Well, as of last Tuesday, I am an official applicant for temporary (five years) residence in Australia. According to the blurb, the apllication can take up to four months to come through, so we don’t plan to celebrate just yet. And our plans are flexible, to say the least. We might be going in September (only after the iKnit show, obviously), and we may go straight to Sydney, or take some time off to travel and visit relatives. All we know for sure is that we can’t wait to start the next phase of our life together. It’s rather exciting!

Traumatic

Not my mental state (although…), but the birthday of one Kal Hassan, Trauma Queen.

Go, now, and read, look, enjoy - I won’t hold it agin you when you don’t come back.  Kal writes with truth, empathy, despair, hope, levity, and a grand ol’ dollop of cynicism.  He is, in short, brilliantly talented, breathtakingly funny, and downright ascerbic.  V. v. good.

(I was supposed to give the link to Kal’s blog to someone in real life, only I don’t know anyone who would enjoy it who isn’t already reading it.  So I saved the great pleasure of this wonderful writer for all youse.  ‘Cos I’m nice like that.)

Sometime in the not-too-distant future: Medium-sized news.  And knitting!

Seriously?

What the hell happened to Spring?