All green? In the midst of the coldest season, in the midst of the blue January. January is definitely a blue month in my mind; where February usually brings little bit of yellow with its arrival, January is blue at its purest.
Freezing temperatures! Who needs a freezer? Take your food outside, and in no time it is solid. If you happen to be lucky and in need to chill some champagne, just a few moments on the porch will take care of it. If your inside freezer has a built-up of ice, now is the perfect time to deal with it. Take the food outside, defrost and clean the freezer, and afterwards fill it again, the items have stayed cold. Now is the time to take the bedding and the wools outside too... when brought back inside they are going to feel fresh and clean.
It has been extremely cold, -30°C and even more during the past few days. I survived through the winter of 1999 (I think it was) when it was way more colder, -50°C, and those days always come to my mind when the temperature starts to creep further and further down in the old fashioned outside thermometers like we have. Usually when I open the door to go out, the first few steps outside are going to tell me how cold it is and how far I can venture with the clothing I have on. After being out for a bit, very soon I will realize what the wind factor is and how well equipped I'm against Mother Earth's Arctic whiffs but now... When I open the door, the cold air whips my face with a force that immediately tells me to be cautious (to stay inside). Dressing up to go out just to get the mail (approximately 1 km to the mail box and back), becomes a real undertaking.
The tree branches outside make snapping sounds, and the house seems to have a whole new sound world, it creaks and bangs, it is like the cold is sneaking around the house quietly and keeps coming closer and closer until it is close enough to bite the house corners. It is almost as if the house is shivering and once in a while tries to pull back from the bites. While walking on the snow, every step makes a loud squeak. It makes me think of the critters who live under the cold blanket. And blanket it is in these circumstances. The temperature there under the snow near the ground is close to zero Celsius making the living conditions bearable for them.
How I love blue and yet my knitting/crocheting basket seems to hold mostly green projects. How did that happen?
Sadly the cowl did not work out. It is not going to be a cowl but a scarf. Making a big scarf is a daunting task, something you might want to avoid... rows after rows after rows with the same pattern, but now this scarf has revealed herself in small steps and all of a sudden, getting a big scarf done, is not scary at all. It was supposed to be a cowl, but when I thought it had reached its cowl dimensions, it was already much bigger. This sad incident might be turning into a happy one; I am loving the thought of getting a big scarf.
But... I am not certain yet.
This happened mainly (as a side note, I did not calculate anything... and there is always a price to pay, if you do that... on rare occasions you might get lucky) because all the time I was worried of running out of yarn... and never paid any attention how much I had already done, I just kept saying to myself that I might not have enough yarn. I used all of the gray yarn and when I blocked the thing, I realized it was too big... I tried it on being somewhat disappointed; too big to be a cowl, too small to be anything else but a little cat blanket. I considered giving it to the new kitten and this option is always available. (I once made a wool sweater up to the armholes and realized I did not want to wear it; since it had so much work put into it, I sewed it into a pillow and Kille had a nice woolly mattress for himself.)
So I was out of the grey wool and needed to have a second plan, ripping was not an option for some reason, although I am (very) good at it. The new yarn needed to be singles, and I came across a green that somehow happened to please my mood. This is Icelandic wool; very, very rough and it irritates my hands while I am working with it (this cold, dry air does not improve the process at all) and every other minute I think about taking it all out and trying to find another yarn, but I have grown to love the green! My green stash is very limited, I am almost certain I don't have any other thin green. I have kept working on it, I apply hand cream often and once it is done, I am going to soak it for a very long time in a very hot water, apply hair conditioner on it and see if I can ever wear it. I am hoping that it will be a nice warm scarf to wear over the coat, not next to my skin. (I seem to be in need of green since I am fighting all these obstacles.)
Other greens in the basket are two pairs of socks and if you look closer at the very first picture, there is green pompom there too. Soon more about it.
Once again, thank you so much for reading and commenting and thank you for your input in spinning, crochet and English. xx
Wool with you and stay warm,