Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Reason 2 for sock-knitting.
Meet Bruneaux. We met Bruneaux on Thursday, after our neighbor picked him up stray and he dug out of her back yard and came to see us. We've had him since then. I made up fliers and my husband put them up around the local vet offices and the neighbor put fliers up where she found him, but no one has called to claim him. He's a catahoula, state dog of Louisiana, hence the -eaux spelling. (Bruneaux is the name we've given him, he didn't have a collar or tags, or a microchip.)
However, Bruneaux is still very much a puppy, and he thinks yarn balls are fun, and nips at my needles and my knitting when he wants my attention. Until he's acclimated, smaller projects are the order of the day. I can only imagine what he would think of my drop spindle.
We may be getting attached.
Speaking of socks, I started these Cowgirl's Slipper Socks (IK Winter 06) for my mom's birthday, and my beloved Claudia Handpainted yarn is pooling quite a bit. What's really crazy is, I think I like it. It reminds me of a Van Gogh painting. I like the subtle variations in the swaths of gold and blue, like wheat and sky.
Am I nuts? Should I be frogging these, or at least not planning to foist them on someone else? I need an objective eye.