Odds and Ends
I am enjoying my 25-hour-day, although it won’t be so much fun when the dark descends this afternoon.
I hope all East Coast American readers, and my sister and her family, are well battened-down in advance of the storm.
Sock yarn: those of us with a bulging bag of sock yarn oddballs should always keep an eye on what The Socklady is doing. The link is permanently in my sidebar. Currently, she is showing her most recent pair of “conservative wild & crazy”s – a work of art. The longer you study the way they nearly-but-don’t-quite match, the cleverer it looks.
Else wrote to me a propos gents in scooped-neck sweaters (yesterday, Beverley Nichols; Friday, the Prince of Wales) saying that “these low-necked sweaters are not for the working men who have to be kept warm while on their boats or tending their sheep...” It is an aspect of that strange style which I had never considered: perhaps it was an essential part of the evolution of men’s knitwear from purely functional to fashionable.
Jeanne, thank you for the kind remarks about my daughter’s
Fair Isle sweater yesterday. (It has appeared here
before.) The colours are all natural, and it’s rather wonderful how they go
together. Some of the variation is achieved by the differences between sheep –
that is, the yarns are undyed. And the colours are all from Strathardle
lichens, from my Dyeing Phase. The reds are from ochlorechea tartarea which I
found above the Croft of Cultalonie – I think I could still take you to the
spot. Lichens are much more forthcoming with browns and yellows – I can’t
remember what I used for those, but they were abundant.
I’d like to get back to dyeing, although it’s difficult when the kitchen is occupied all day with food. I’d like to try growing woad.
All well with the Wingspan. I am nicely advanced with the 5th triangle and the first ball of yarn still hasn’t given up the ghost.
I am thinking about getting my husband the new Microsoft tablet – is it called Surface? The name is utterly forgettable, whatever it is.
He is about to finish a final revision of the Magnum Opus and wants me to put it all on his Palm for future consultation and searching. I think a tablet would be better for a number of reasons.
This new thing has a USB port, which ought to make it easy to port the Magnum Opus in. I am equipped to convert his files from the DOS-based Word Perfect he uses into Microsoft Word, the modern lingua franca, already present on the Surface (if that’s what it’s called). It would require some learning, but I think it could be done. He never did master mousing, and now we have moved beyond that.
And if we extended wi-fi to previously uncolonised parts of the house, I think he could learn to use the Web. He knows how useful it is, but I have to do all the searching.
So if anyone knows anything about this new machine, I’d be interested to hear. I hope they stock it in John Lewis so I can go up the hill and talk to a Young Man.