It’s turned chilly again here after that one glorious week, and as a human being, that’s disappointing, but as a knitter, it works for me. I’m on the second sleeve of Rocky Coast, and about halfway up the Hudson’s Bay blanket, and if I can get going, there’s a chance I might actually be able to wear the cardigan before summer sets in. I’m really looking forward to it. My blue Shetland is getting a lot of face time this spring, and it’s a great sweater, but I’ll be able to wear the RCC over short sleeves without making my arms itchy, so that’ll be amazing.
I don’t think my husband is going to let the baby have the Hudson’s Bay blanket. I brought it to the hospital to show him, and he rubbed it all over his face and didn’t want to give it back to me. He’s complaining he’s cold and wanted me to hurry and finish the blanket so he could have it there, but it’s very likely he’ll be home before it’s done, so I brought him something else. The current word is that he’ll be out of inpatient rehab in a couple of weeks. He tells me that the OTs make him wash tables and sort laundry. I asked him if he told them he didn’t know how to do those things before the stroke.
The new spring yarns do not excite me at all. I wonder if yarn stores in this part of the country have an ongoing issue with unsalable spring yarns. I really only buy cotton and linen for towels…and not in the new colors a certain company is providing this season. It’s entirely possible I just can’t handle even a sliver more stimulation in my life, but most multicolored yarns give me a headache a little. That isn’t going to be happening here.