Yesterday I finished spinning the blue-green roving. The second half seemed to take forever, and when I plied it the reason became clear. Even though I’d seemed to split the roving into four fairly evenly matched strips, they weren’t, so one lot of singles was a lot longer than the other. For the last bit of plying I had to wind the rest of the longer single off onto another tube, attach the end to the tail of the shorter single, and andean ply it to itself.

The result has nearly all the combinations of the colours twisted with each other somewhere in the skein. Watching to see which colours would end up together next provided the same sort of fascinating entertainment value as knitting with self-patterning sock yarn.

And I used the microphone stand I bought along with the podcasting equipment I have barely used as a lazy kate. Necessity is, as they say, the mother of, er, substitution.

Now for a pic of the Rosebud socks.

Don’t you just love it when the right pattern comes along for your yarn, or visa versa? I found the lace pattern, Flower Buds, in “The Harmony Guide to Knitting Stitches”, which was sitting in a tray outside an op shop.

These are going to be beautiful socks.

Despite this, I’m feeling a bit grumpy this morning. It could be my sore neck, or that it’s so dark I can barely see to walk down the hall (yay to the rain, though), or that of all the blogs I visit each day, only four had something new to read and only two of those contained knitting content. (I never thought I’d say this, but I’m actually getting a bit tired of kitten photos.) But I’m sure the grumpiness will pass in an hour or so. Maybe with the assistance of some chocolate…

Hey, the sun just came out!