A good day on the ASJ front. The next row will be the final decrease for the first mitre: a milestone which can be marked by a slight edging forward of my progress bar. I have decreased nearly 200 stitches, but now, alas, they must all be replaced. Pic tomorrow.
My sister-in-law asked about the pattern, when she was here to lunch yesterday, and I showed her the Schoolhouse Press leaflet. She pointed to a photograph in it and said, “That is just what you have become, an Old Woman knitting.” I am not sure the remark was entirely kindly meant, but since she was pointing to a picture of EZ it was a bit like having someone walk in when you were painting the kitchen and say, “You look just like that funny old fellow who is doing the Sistine Chapel".
We hope to go to Strathardle tomorrow – it’s been rather a long time. The remaining beans and raspberries and strawberries must have rotted on the vine by now. Alexander and Ketki and their boys will join us at the weekend, the beginning of their half-term. I hope to get the raised beds manured and tucked up for the winter.
The 2010 catalogues are beginning to turn up. It’s too soon for perusal, but I am enjoying thinking of next year in broad terms. I am resolved to master the growing of salad onions. They are often listed right up there with radishes as an easy crop for beginners. Not for me. I try every year. They germinate poorly, and then just stand there, the ones that do come up, little blades of grass.
I will study my books. Do they like lime? Hate lime? Like fertile soil? Prefer it impoverished? I will get several different packets of seeds and sow them in frequent succession. 2010 will be the Year of the Onion.
I think I will take the red socks along tomorrow, pushing the real Strathardle knitting aside yet again, my dusty pink Araucania sweater. The socks have been on the needles far too long. I am tired of them. And as soon as they’re gone, I can cast on some of my new KF yarn and watch it knit itself.
Thank you for all the help about machines that read aloud. I knew that the Kindle could do it, and it’s rather an attraction, but I think recordings of real people reading intelligently are the way to go. I listen to the radio in the kitchen quite a lot. Having someone read aloud to me would be even better than endless discussions of the news