Yesterday I went back to the Farmer's market to pick up my new knitting bag from Diane. All week I was feeling how decadent it is to be able to ask an artist to make something to my specifications. I felt like a queen. Here it is:
The fabric is just too cool. The pattern art is tattoos, and the black stripes is a type of corduroy I've never seen before. Diane put extra effort into some neat striping details with green accent corduroy. The bag is also quilted and contains a full compliment of pockets on the inside:
There are a couple of skinny pockets suitable for needles or a crochet hook, and some larger pockets that would hold a sock! Thanks Diane, you did a great job!
As I've been working on my Shetland cardigan, my husband has been sitting on the couch next to me wearing a t-shirt, sweatshirt, wool socks (hand knit of course!) and curled under a polar fleece blanket. It would seem that he is cold. Last night he turned to me and complained "My nose is cold." and it was.
I've figured out that there's been a change here, because he didn't used to be this cold. The difference is that he used to wear an Alice Starmore design knit from Lavold silky-wool. He has worn this sweater almost every evening for about a year with the result that it now resembles a child's well loved blankey. In a valiant effort to save the sweater he has stopped wearing it. And now he is cold.
I have promised him that the next sweater I knit will be for him and this weekend I took him stash diving.
In the stash he got to choose from: