The show that ate my knitting
The subway is my time to knit. If I time it just right, I skip the 8:17 train (packed) and take the 8:20 am 2/3 subway line from beautiful Brooklyn to Terrible Times Square. I can usually get a seat, and get at least a few rows in. The ride home is usually reserved for a 20 minute subway nap (the BEST) before arriving home and hitting the computer to work on the show.
I've made some progress on my Spring Fling:
Just need to finish up the sleeves. I work on that on the subway, because I can do the lace pattern from memory. The cable scarf for the Red Scarf project is coming along a bit slower. I still need to refer to the cable chart, because it's my first cable job.
The other thing I finally had time to do today was work a bit in the garden. It was time to take in the last of the vegs. What cracks me up about our late season vegetables is the scale. They are either too small . . . the ones that started to grow last, and will not have time to finish growing before the frost, or HUGE. There were beans that I missed when harvesting the last batch, and then the GIANT potato I dug up after getting rid of the sweet potato vines.
Tiny eggplants and tiny beets:
Crazy huge green beans and sweet potato:
Right now my life feels like those vegtables, totally out of scale. Too much work, not enough - anything else. I'm living for 5 weeks from now. Then the show will be opened, I'll be settled in in San Francisco, and knitting again. One of the cast members knits, and there are two other women who are anxious to learn. We're all going to go to Chicks with Stix, a Monday night knitting group that meets up in a bar - brilliant!