anne wrote this mid-morning:

the LOVe just goes on and on. i saw the first lily of the valley blooms on 4/27, and since then a veritable sea of them has bloomed just outside the back door. they are so thick and pretty this year . . . and the scent over in that part of the yard is a hovering cloud of pleasantness. they are just about past their prime now and the flowers will soon die back, but what a spectaculor impression they leave me with.

i dunno if you can tell from the photos, but it’s been a little gloomy and chilly this week. which has made me slip into a time warp or something . . . whole days have dissolved here unnoticed and whoa—this morning i realized that more days than i intended have passed since i posted (sorry).
i wish i could say it was because i was getting my garden in the ground, but no; i’m behind on that, too (although i am enjoying the progress of the perennials quite a bit).

someone asked me about the lady’s mantle that appeared in the background behind something else i photographed last week. here it is in all it’s pre-blooming glory; i love how the leaves emerge so sharply-pleated, then open and soften into larger, more rounded shapes. with that stiff new leaf sticking up straight behind the bud of a face, which sits above the swirling skirt of the more mature foliage, it really does look like flamenco regalia.
and look at these volunteer lettuces that sprang up in one of the beds (must be from seeds that didn’t germinate last year?)

we have about six clumps of them, but sadly, they will probably not survive the shuffling of the beds we are doing out there. fortunately, the asparagus patch is finally showing signs of life so we have some other new exciting growth to distract us. i don’t know if all the asparagus will come back yet, but just in the last few days we have sprouts in about six of the seemingly dead plants. they will probably all offer up new growth just about the time i finally buy some replacements.
part of my doldrums is that i have been a very distracted knitter, so i feel that i have nothing to talk about. i’ve been doing a lot of swatching for new items that are a bit out of season, and that’s weird; i’m having trouble accessing the spirit of fall/winter knits.

this yarn is truly scaring me now—i have swatched it countless different ways and nothing is looking good. i abandoned my original idea of a lace pattern based on shooting stars and have now gone all cable-y . . . i’m sure it’s just a speed bump and that soon i will hit the right note with it (i don’t wanna scare anne, who concocted the luscious stuff). it’s gorgeous and i begged to knit something with it, so i am determined to make it work.
speaking of scary, last night i was knitting on this and hoping to finish it off, because
i am. so. close.

but i had to stop. we were watching a movie that made me so anxious my hands were sweating uncontrollably, and i was afraid i was going to felt the delicate lace yarn. and then i couldn’t sleep afterwards . . . why did i do that?
normally i am SO in touch with my sensitivity limits about this kind of thing.
i’ll tell you why—catherine keener and ellen page. go read about it. or see it.
be warned though—it’s horrible.
i don’t have a big project going right now and—obviously—i need one, stat.
(i think that problem is solved now, though; i just need to get it on the needles).
i need something to immerse myself in that calms me with its continuity. how did i get so dependent on having a big whack of knitting attached to my hip for weeks at a time? i find i’m seriously pining for a big heavy weight hanging from my wrists.
however, i did start a new mitt that i do like a lot. this one really tests the limits of yarn variegation vs stitch pattern (not that it’s a contest or anything, but i’ve been playing with limits lately).

the stitch pattern here is pretty strong and very defined; i adore the overlapping leaf pattern. it will, of course, look awesome in a solid, or nearly-solid yarn. but it really has the spirit of a flower garden in this yarn i think, too. and with a matching hat? i intended to knit a full mitten, but when i put it on last night i dunno if i’d like that. it fits more like a fingerless mitt.
the yarn is another one of catherine’s new colors, sicily, this time featured in her worsted weight merino classic. it is de-lect-able to knit with . . . smooth, soft, and beautifully dyed (well, you can see that). the hand of the fabric is pure buttah.
(oh gosh, i just realized that for someone who thought she didn’t have anything to say, i am running on and on and on. and i didn’t even show you the sock progress yet. oh well, so sue me.)

i really like this pattern in this yarn . . . and it saved my night—i was able to keep knitting while watching the rest of the movie; i don’t think i could have if i wasn’t.
so, i know meg’s yarn is really scarce, and she doesn’t have any for sale on her site right now, but can i extoll its virtues just a little anyway?
omg—it’s sex in a skein. and i mean good sex. i won’t go into detail; it’s bound to get pornographic.
just look at the way the stripes work out—see there at the heel and gusset, where most self-striping yarns give you nothing but sass? this one stripes in a way that makes the stripes look even with the ones on the cuff AND in a way that makes it look like the stripe goes around the back of the heel and over the top of the foot. genius, i tell you.
(ok, possibly that’s a fluke . . . we’ll see on the second sock. but i’m still impressed.)
all right. i think i really better stop now before your boss catches you still reading this.
one last photo.

on mother’s day evening, i discovered a bird nesting up in a nook on our porch. i had to take that photo through the bathroom window in order not to scare her away. i’m trying to find out what’s in the nest (birdies or eggs), but so far, have not been successful.

i’ll keep you posted.