Monday, December 8, 2008


Yesterday afternoon while we were still in the Inner Harbour, Michael was having a lovely nap, and I was having some lovely knitting, and there was a knock on the hull -- we had company. Mischa and the boys were out for a walk, and came for a visit ...

River had already had the Inner Harbour experience the night before, so he was more interested in his cinnamon bun.

Gibson was the recipient of River's old Christmas friend 'Anchor,' whom we'd unpacked the night before, and he decided he's too old for.

And our daughter, Mischa!
Got back onto our dock this morning just in time for me to go to work. Even though I work in a yarn store (it's only one afternoon a week, but it's every knitter's idea of heaven!), it feels so surreal to 'have a job.' It's the first 'real' job I've had for at least 5 years, and it's weird to get used to. On the one hand, I've had to learn how to use a cash register all over again (with only limited success, judging by the number of 'void' slips in the drawer; on the other hand, I get to touch and talk about fibre all day long!

Here's the Noro sample socks I knit last month that I never got a pic of:

And the Ella Rae shawl on display:

Today I finished River's not-argyle socks -- pictures tomorrow -- and then cast on another Noro pair. These are meant as a Christmas gift, but I'm liking them a LOT myself. We'll see...


Anonymous said...

I'll be thinking of you, slaving away there in the yarn shop. Poor baby! As we say in Louisiana, "Bless your heart!"

Seriously, that does cut in to running down to the Point to knit, eh?

Monica said...

What are you talking about "first real job"? You work constantly.

Anonymous said...

That shawl is gorgeous.