The Tempest, Act V Scene I

[here PROSPERO discovers FERDINAND and MIRANDA playing at chess.]

Plato.

Opening the July Anthropologie catalogue this afternoon, I saw, page 4, this quote:

Is is not the form that dictates the color, but the color that brings out the form. – Hans Hofmann

and immediately thought of what we’ve been reading in Greek:

εστω γαρ δη ημιν τουτο σχημα, ο μονον τυγχανει χροματι αει επομενον.

for, indeed, let this be shape, as far as we are concerned: that which alone happens to accompany color.

sign of things to come

plot plot plot.

Recently, Part Two: Assorted.

Pattern: Gentleman’s Shooting Stockings, from Nancy Bush’s Knitting Vintage Socks.

Needles: sz. 0 Takumi DPN’s

# of Needles Broken While Making These: at least 3

Yarn: Knit Picks Palette in Black

Story: Eating lunch with a group of people last fall, I was knitting– Joe complimented me on the socks I was working on, and then proposed a trade– if I made him a pair of socks, he’d make me a couple of mugs. I agreed. Started a pair for him– but ended up giving them to Zac for Christmas– and thus have only just finished these now.

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Pattern: none at all

Needles: sz. 3 addi turbos

Yarn: Elann Silken Kydd (if yarns had stripper names, this would be one of them)

Story: A couple of years ago, I started a double-stranded mohair sweater, ice blue, covered in tiny cables. I don’t know why I ever thought it was a good idea. The sweater lived in a box until today– when it was cast off, ends sewn in, and dubbed a neckwarmer (all it needs is some kind of a pin). I think I’ll like it.

Recently, Part One: Kieran Foley = <3

This was Mother’s Day:

Pattern: Seascape Stole

Needles: sz. 5 addi turbos

Yarn: Jäbogarn, this beautiful swedish laceweight wool

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And this was Father’s Day

Pattern: Latvian Vest

Needles: Sz. 1 and sz. 3 addi turbos, sz. 1 Takumi DPN’s for the ribbing

Yarn: Knit Picks Palette in Navy & various other blues; Lang Jawoll leftovers from last summer

I think both of these are beautiful.

désolé

In French, to say, sorry, you say, désolé.

“I feel so badly about what just happened that I am bereft of company” seems a little extreme, though.

From Tunis Sheep.

Got this wool on Thursday, from friends of Zac’s family; started spinning it immediately.

“pergunt inde Collatiam, ubi Lucretiam…nocte sera deditam lanae inter lucubrantes ancillas in medio aedium sedentem inveniunt.”

They then continued to Collatia, where they found Lucretia…spinning wool, sitting in the middle of the house, among her maidens, working by lamplight, late in the night.

Livy, The History of Rome, Book I.57

more georgian cheese-bread.

even better with laughing cow.

first day of summer: baby coat?

Wool: Knit Picks Wool of the Andes in Coal; Knit Picks Palette in Cream (held doubled)

Needles: sz.7 straights

slightly larger than the other (obviously), because this is intended for wintertime.

I hope it is not too drab.

Note the spinning in the background!

first day of summer: baking

maybe a slight rip-off of the original– used cheap cheddar instead of the havarti & mozerella called for.

intended use: picnic.