I suspect you could guess that I did lots and lots of knitting. We are between semesters in my Bible seminar, EFM, so I don’t have volumes to read these two weeks. I feel like a kid playing hooky!
Christmas day I finally bound off Mara 
It’s my own fault: once again, I insisted on making it a proper, large shawl instead of the “shawlette” that seems to be in vogue. Those final rows were unending! I used three full skeins of Cascade Heather 220 for the body, and a fourth skein for the border. The instructions would have you knit the K2 P2 border for four inches, but I only made it to three. I would have had to give up “wing span” of the shawl to have enough yarn left for that.
After bind off I had less than a yard of yarn left. Well, it was enough.
We enjoyed an afternoon of cards with DD and her husband, so it was late Christmas day when I cast on Cite by Anne Hanson. The large size only requires 200 yards of fingering weight yarn. A bit of stash diving found a loner skein of Knit Picks Essential in fog. It was cast on that evening, and knit just far enough to establish my stitch markers at each repeat.
The next day, when my wits were more rested, I began knitting in earnest (alright, I was in the living room. I heard that!) Thanks to several exciting football games I got a lot done, and was able to finish it this morning. The lower edging is knit-on lace, which I tremendously enjoy knitting. No pictures yet because it is drying, but soon we’ll do that, too.
Off to finish a second sock. It’s not that I’m that virtuous about the second sock thing…but they are on my favorite Knit Picks #1 circs. I’m spoiled, and don’t want to use other needles now.
I had worn it only to take pictures for Ravelry, and there it was in my closet waiting for the right person. Mrs. Sue was thrilled, showing it off to each lady who came down the aisle.
Its name was inspired by the fall colors that appeared here in early November. When I wrote about its beginning 
Today is a damp, chilly day, the sort the Irish call a “fine, soft day”, so I am very grateful to DH for playing photographer. I stood under the roof of our porch, while he backed up into the mist.
