Friday, October 24, 2008

Because Reliability Matters

My life. Today.

Made balls. Not Schweaty Balls™. Fuzzy beast balls.



Each of these is one ounce of merino. When at a loss at the drum carder, and one has to hand over said drum carder tomorrow to its co-owner, one can always fall back on old Roy G. Biv.

This is a local girl that I am channelling to the Knit Side. She, and her siblings, are such great, seemingly well-adjusted, kids. What a treat here in SubNormaLand! She has learned how to cast on and the knit stitch. I loaned her a drop spindle, with fiber, yesterday. Heh heh heh.



And Bunnies!



These are the current captives: Frankie, Saber, and Sid.

3 comments:

Susan (and SmokeyBlue in spirit) said...

They are beautiful --- both the balls and the bunnies. Good thing I don't live closer or I might just have to save those buns from you.

Knitting Linguist said...

Well done -- it's important to suck them over to the Knit Side young... :)

Valerie said...

The roving's just lovely.. colors colors. Rainbows just cheer me up, even when I am feeling mucky, as tonight. I'm thrilled that you are passing on knit and spin addiction to the next generation — GO YOU!

And the bunnies, the bunnies. So cute and fuzzy.

Ok, I feel a bit better now.