in which our plucky heroine adds future quince to the steading...
Today was the fruit tree giveaway by our neighborhood association, as a memorial to Brian Duncan, who served as the association chair, and died within two years of being hit on his bicycle crossing Rosa Parks, an accident that left him paralysed. Although I never met him, I ride my bike on those very same streets, and have crossed in that intersection many times. I intend to make a decorative tree tag with the words "Brain Duncan Memorial Tree" to hang from the branches of my new quince tree
Finished up the second pair of Log Cabin Mitts. This one is made from some vaguely Noro-esque yarn in stone-colored shades of brown and grey. I have no idea how the yarn arrived here, but it seemed like a good colorway choice for warm paws in early springtime, when outdoor chores are beginning to be needful.
This time I stitched up not only the edge of the hand portion, but a bit further down onto the thumbhole, as my fingers are wee. I knitted the last two logs on each hand with five ridges instead of the seven called for, in an attempt to get closer to gauge, which seems to have adjusted the size to fit better and not require a spin in the washing machine to shrink them down. In addition, I used the extra length of the yarn tail to blanket stitch around the thumbhole for extra reinforcement. I love this pattern, for its speed.
March SMART goals (x=extra)
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