Showing posts with label hexapuffs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hexapuffs. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 October 2011

October - in pictures (mainly)

Lynton and Lynmouth, Devon:

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I am rather proud of the above photo, taken without a tripod but I managed to capture the movement of the water. Smug Mode Activated. (I balanced the camera on the bridge railing and held my breath ☺)

We stopped here on the way:

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just managing to get round before the three coaches of students arrived. 

There were people feeling the vibes (I didn't get any. I think they got used up):

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and this crazy man kept taking pictures of me ☺

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Arriving in Devon, we walked on the (very rocky) beach

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rode on the cliff railway:

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(very cool)
I saw a great sign:

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and I may have bought some yarn...

but it didn't come from this chap:
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(Valley of the Rocks)

We stopped off in Dunster, and this is the Yarn Market, dating from 1590. I approved most mightily. Dunster needs a yarn shop I think.

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and that was Devon. Well, a tiny bit of it anyway ☺

We've also been back to Castle Combe for the Mr's birthday, and saw lots of this sort of thing:

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and I had a bit of trouble navigating the car parking field:

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In other news,  I'm progressing on the February Lady Sweater, hexapuff production has slowed but is still ongoing, and I just cast on for a new project. Because I'm a sucker for punishment.

~♥~

Monday, 22 August 2011

Well this bandwagon rolled past...

and took me with it.

The Beekeeper's Quilt
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I spotted it in my Friends feed on Ravelry. I clicked through and though "oh that's cute. Ah, it's sock yarn. I don't have enough sock scraps to make that." and clicked away again. Then I couldn't stop thinking about it. Then I had a thought.

Handspun.

All those single skeins, leftovers and scraps?

OH YEAH.

And suddenly, I found I have this:

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Dammit.

Of course, what it has also led to is more spinning, because I don't have enough / it's not the right colour / it's too thick / it's too thin etc etc etc.

It's fortunate that Steve is remarkably patient in these matters. He's had to put up with hexapuffs being stuck under his nose all weekend and me making delighted squeaking noises at the little puffy marvels.

This could go on for a while. I'll try not to bore you with endless pictures of little squishy hexagons.

~♥~