One of the things I learned last weekend was that "nupp" rhymes with "soup". Who knew? The workshop with Nancy Bush was everything I hoped it would be and more. One of the things with fascinating classes, however, is that photography is rarely on your mind and the camera is only whipped out for the sake of blogdom and then quickly put away so you can get back to business!
Nancy had tons of beautiful shawls to show, but this is the only photo I have of her showing them:
In my defense, I was sitting off to the side and couldn't get full on shots. For better photos, just pick up a copy of her book, Knitted Lace of Estonia – if you can find one! She had all of the shawls and scarves from the book and more! I did manage to get the obligatory name-dropping shot:
I was still feeling pretty puny, but am fairly confident that I was no longer contagious. I literally bathed in hand sanitizer the whole time and tried not to touch anything. I don't think there was a person there, though, that faulted me for going.
Our project on the second day was a sampler. I managed to get a fairly decent amount done:
Nancy's advice on nupps was priceless and I have to say that I feel much more confident about them now. So much so, that I started Queen Silvia from the book – with over 1,000 of the little critters:
The yarn is Skacel Lace Merino, the needles Knitpicks Harmony, size 3. I discovered that wooden needles are almost a must for conquering nupps! Looking at the two photos, it occurs to me that lace knitting is an enormous act of faith. Until it is done and blocked, it looks like complete crap. However, once blocked it is almost ethereal. Maybe that's why I like it so much – the transformation!
I started a new pair of socks. The yarn is Knitpicks Essential Black Tweed. I don't have a pair of black hand knit socks and really need (want?) them as I wear black a lot. I must have started at least four different patterns before finally settling on a simple 6×1 rib. Between the softeness of the yarn and the black (and old eyes), everything else just proved too fiddly. Maggie approves of the yarn so much, she tried to steal it:
I did finally cave in and visited the doctor this week. He said I have viral bronchitis. Nothing for it but to just let it run its course with some super duper cough syrup to get me through the nights. He said he's seeing a lot of it this winter. The congestion phase only lasts a week, but the cough can go on for 2-3 weeks. Yeah, just what I wanted to hear.
Off to Seattle again this weekend. My sister's birthday present to me was tickets to the opera – the Pearl Fishers. Fortunately it's a matinee and mid afternoon seems to be my best time coughing-wise. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to manage without disturbing anyone.
Next week I promise photos of the girls in their new sweaters. It looks as if they really needed them this week. It was actually colder in Orlando than it was there. But I bet they actually saw the sun. We got a brief glimpse yesterday – maybe for an hour? Other than that, I think it's been since Christmas Eve that it's been out for any length of time. However, I am NOT complaining. 50 degrees and cloudy is downright balmy when you think of what the Midwest and New England states are going through. Hang in guys and keep warm!