We've got a whole new vibe going on Chez Annie this school year... I bet you can guess what my house sounds like after school now that Dear Son has changed instruments from the clarinet to the ... wait for it ... tuba.
And I must say that, while I remember without fondness the clarinet learning curve, we were well past it and I could recognize pieces of music while he practiced. The tuba learning curve is a whole 'nother animal. Where clarinets squeek, tubas do nothing so much as blatt.
My stomach hurts from laughing.
I received my dose of random at the shop today when three well dressed ladies-who-lunch types blew in the door. The first gal through, a matronly type with a nautical sweater and gold buckle trimmed flats, declared that the shop was way above her skill level because since she is a Delta Gamma, she only knits Christmas stockings.
**cricket noises**
The second gal through the door, an immaculately dressed blond, found one of our samples (a knit baby onesie) and wanted to purchase it to take to South Africa. Because it's about to be summer there.
**more cricket noises**
Now I know she must be going to see some relatives with a baby, or why else would she want a baby onesie, but she neglected to mention it if she is.
When I told her that it wasn't for sale, but that we could teach her to make it, she told me she didn't have time to make it but that she'd buy this one. I told her again, a smile pasted on my face, that it wasn't for sale. She stood with her hand on her cocked hip and thought she'd eye me and wait me out. I smiled. She shifted from one hip to the other. I smiled.
She ended the stand smile-off with a sigh that she pulled from the French tips of her pedicure and asked if there was someone who could make one just like it for her. That we can do.
The third gal through the door is a regular customer and she was just fine. Whew.
No knitting -- well nearly no knitting and none that I have a photo of ...
But tons of spinning. On the right, 180 or so more yards of the random silk and merino blend from Bethel Missouri's World Sheep and Wool Festival. In the middle, 4 ounces of 2-ply light worsted Dyeabolical merino. On the left the second braid of a merino superwash from Beesy Bee Fibers, Nasturtium colorway.
Here are the singles I spun from the superwash. I like the color progressions, so I'll n-ply it this afternoon, I think.
Eight ounces of Beesy Bee BFL mix. It's 2 ply, very light worsted. I think it'd make a very cute little boy's sweater -- dear nephew's Christmas perhpaps?
I suppose not ... I'd actually have to knit to accomplish that.


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