Knitting was not anticipated this weekend, well only a little knitting, as I planned on taking Tesla on the train wiith me on Friday. She and I got along fine, I am much happier knitting her now. Obviously our misunderstanding was not her fault, just my own inner angst and frustrations being taken out on innocent yarn. She is still not the speediest knit but she is a relaxing and pleasant one. Here she is, almost 1/3 of the way through the first sleeve:
I met Mary at Mood. We looked at fabric, purchased some too, and headed off for an early lunch at Union Square Café. It had been months since we had gotten together and had lots of talking to take care of. Lunch was pretty good too. I had seared foie gras with tiny sauteed seckel pears and the most stunningly silky buttery braised cabbage ever. I followed that with a salad, a wonderful salad, with apples and beets. It was the potatoes that stole the show though. I could sit there and chat and nibble on those garlic potato chips forever, especially with an excellent glass of wine. Mary picked the wine. She always chooses something wonderful.
Afterwards, we stopped at the Anthropologie store on the corner at 6th Avenue. We were attracted by a pretty crocheted sweater in the window. Once inside however I happened on this one:
and it came home with me. I love this sweater. I love the pompom trim made up from strands of yarn. I love the front shawl collar and band and how it is knit. I see lots of inspiration here, triangular panels mixed with lace, beads...oh the ideas keep tumbling around. It's worth it just for the inspiration and it looks nice on too.
Pretty cool Huh!
On my way to the train I stopped to buy a bottle of water and just had to take a quick look at the magazines too. I spotted this German knitting magazine that I had not seen before. Quickly it went into my bag and I ran for the train.
I was surprised that I really liked the magazine. There are at least 6 or 8 sweaters I would love to knit in here, and many more that I find inspiring in some way or another. Of course there are 80 patterns in the magazine, which seems amazing. The instructions may not be all that clear. It is hard for me to tell, I really don’t know German. I figured out the yarn descriptions and the gauge on the train. There are some charts. I assume that between Knitting Languages and George I will figure it out. Of course George will tell me he speaks the German of a 10 year-old-boy and he did not knit; he may or may not be much help.
Today has been painting day. We finished painting the foundations of the house and the front of the garage and I also started scraping paint off a couple of old decorative ceramic pots that need to be repainted. It was the perfect day to be outside working on the house together, and that's even better than knitting.
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