So thank you, and I’ll be back in a couple of weeks. I hope you understand.
Happy knitting! Love, Cathy
“I thought India a most delightful country, and could I have gathered around me the dear ones I had left in England, my happiness would have been complete.”
– Fanny Parkes, excerpted from Wanderings of a Pilgrim in search of the Pictureseque, During four and twenty years in the East, 1850
I knit this elegant and luxurious scarf with ultra soft Living Dreams Anne Lace Yarn. The design is adapted from an authentic Regency period pattern. I wish you could put your hand right into your screen so you could feel how gorgeous the scarf is. Yumm.
If you want to make one yourself, find the pattern in my Ravelry shop.
I don’t suppose many pirates in the Caribbean need warm winter hats, but I don’t care. I was feeling contrary one morning and thinking about that line from the movie and I thought, I need a hat that explains that I am not going to be helpful today. If you need one too, make it and wear it and when some fool wants something from you, just give them a pointed look. Ah, satisfaction!
Look at this great hat! I love it so much!
How can you even stay cranky when people are smiling at you because your hat is so awesome?
i had the idea for this hat over a year ago, but it had to wait in line for all the other ideas I had. I still have more ideas, and I am excited for them, but I have to say this hat idea pleased me more than the others. A tell it like it is hat. So great.
I even knit it twice, and gave instructions to make it two different ways: stranded Fair Isle if you’d like, or double knit for a warmer, stretchier hat. Though it’s not actually reversible – on the other side the ‘o’ looks the same but the ‘n’ is backwards. Can’t have everything, right?
Make this hat! You can find the pattern here, in my growing Ravelry store.
PS: Have I told you lately how much I appreciate you? I appreciate you so much!
I can’t believe what I’m seeing out there, against the dead black of space. There ought to be music for this, some giant, awesome theme swelling from the stars themselves, but life just don’t work that way. That crazy DEATH STAR, big as a moon, the little X Wings zipping around everywhere, dying in little bursts of light. They got speed and heart, sure, but they ain’t gonna’ beat that thing. No way; it’s suicide.
But Luke is too stupid to get it. He just jumped in there, going for the million to one long shot like some kind a’ storybook hero. He’s going to die and I don’t want to see it. Wish I could look away. Does he even notice that Tie Fighter closing in on him? He’s right on his tail!
“Chewie, go set up the hyperboost right now. Hurry! What am I doing? No time to explain – just do it! I gotta’ get to the guns.”
There – I bought you some time, anyway, poor kid.
It’s away! Looks like it might actually have gone in. Wait, wait, oh, I hate waiting… Incredible!A I could almost believe in this Force thing.
“Chewie, did you see that? What a shot!”
“Great job, kid! Now let’s blow this thing and go home. So we can get a drink. A big one – and I ain’t talkin’ no blue milk, either. I mean like a PanGalactic Gargle Blaster or something. You’re buying, Chewie.”
Just look at that thing. It’s a beauty, isn’t it? Well, sorry, but I think so. I just love it. If you do too, make it for the biggest Star Wars fan you know. He or she will thank you.
PS: “Star wars… Nothin’ but star wars! Give me those star wars! Don’t let it end…”
Thanks, Bill Murray, for that most excellent song. Now if I could just get it out of my head for five minutes. Thanks.