Last night I turned the heel on the Ribble socks. But I don’t feel that’s enough progress to warrant a photo, so here’s one of the Red Stripe Blanket I’m weaving:

The loom has just been warped up ready for the third strip – no weaving yet. The reason I have a row of yarns lined up is because one of the down sides of weaving is the strip or scarf is wound up as you go, so you can’t see what you did earlier. I’m loving how this is turning out.

Now, here’s another distraction from my lack of knitting content. Meet Peri Peri:

Why “Peri Peri”? Well, the day my ex and I brought him home from the RSPCA he hid under the futon and wouldn’t come out. We couldn’t figure out how he got under there, as the base was very close to the floor. After several hours we lifted up the futon, concerned that he was trapped. He came out, but as soon as the futon was back on the floor he raced back to it, flattened himself out like a splayed Nando’s chicken, and wriggled underneath. It was so bizzare that we couldn’t stop laughing. Then it occured to us that Nando’s chickens are spiced with a hot orange sauce, Peri Peri, and the name stuck. Turned out it was very appropriate. He’s orange and he has attitude.

Lastly, another sunset for Lyn:

June 2005. Darn those powerlines.