I was out on the back porch yesterday when I saw it. It was just sitting there, and I thought, "What a pretty leaf." And then it occurred to me that the pretty leaf had fallen from a tree. And I looked closer and saw that the pretty green leaf actually had tiny bits of red in its green. Srsly? The leaves are falling?
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I was in my office/blocking room yesterday when I saw it. I'd finished knitting the final piece of Grannie Smith, and I lay the two fronts down on my desk to double check that they were the same length. I noticed that one row of diamonds was smaller than all the others. One time, I had missed two rows of the 12-row repeat. One time, just at the beginning of the armhole shaping, which means I have to rip back eight or nine inches of the front piece. Damn it!
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I'm off to Edmonton tomorrow. I have to finish writing my paper. I have to pack. I definitely have to make more coffee...
Monday, August 25, 2008