Well, maybe I could meet Kathrows on the spur of the moment for a little stitchin and bitchin and she shows up with this:
Um, yeah. That's a skein of Schaeffer Anne. Luscious, innit? And some loverly bamboo doublepoints. For no reason. Isn't my life charmed? Wait, it gets better. Remember this handdyed, handspun merino? Kathrows took that and made these:
Some perfectly-sized mittens and a calorimetry! Aren't they great? And she gave them to me! Now, it may be that winter is over here, but then again, you never know....
It's a good thing I have all these goodies to savor, because the knitting front is pretty grim:
Here's the first ten rows or so of my first attempt at real lace. Eunny Jang's Print O' the Wave Stole. Other than that, I have a first sock that I have frogged at least six times and need to frog again, and a baby sweater languishing in the sew-up stage and two other projects drifting dangerously close to UFO area. Should I cast on something new? Silly rabbit.