Monday, March 21, 2005

I'm still in awe of those roses GB got me last week - here they are yesterday, a week old now, each bloom easily the size of my (not particularly small) hands.

I had a very busy day Saturday - spent four hours demoing (is that a word? Eh. It is now.) the Sweater Machine at AC Moore. There's a learning curve, as there is with most things, and I discovered that the curve is made far steeper when folks are bumping into your chair and rudely shoving papers under your nose without saying a word to you, expecting you to hole-punch the papers as proof that the rude people had visited your booth and were therefore elligible for the prize. Once I got past the early troubles, it was okay. I had been allowed to try any of the yarns I wanted, and I really liked what I chose. That's right. A Caron yarn. Go ahead and mock, but God help me I liked it. I discovered the pink and black look amazing together, as do the lime-y green (they call it "Apple") and the bright blue. I did random stripes in scarves, and I tell you, I might even make myself a saucy little top out of this stuff... although it is relatively expensive (particularly for Caron). But it looks like it would be scratchy, and it isn't at all. It's quite nice. But it was still four hours on the knitting machine, which I suspect is a lot more like weaving. It's not really knitting at all, though the finished product is exactly like knitting. The set up is fairly tedious, though not difficult, and then you simply move the shuttle back and forth, stopping to replace the dropped stitches that occurred when people grabbed at things. It claims to be able to do lace and cables as well, though I haven't gotten that far yet, and I suspect that the task might proove more trouble than it's worth on the machine.

Directly after doing the demos, I taught a class of five, where everyone was on a slightly different level. The class was friendly, and nice, so it was okay, though by that time I had the starts of a migraine, and spent every quiet moment trying to decide if I had enough of a migraine that I'd have to take meds the second I got home, or if I could get pleasantly drunk first. Plain meds won out.

For "My Stuff" weekend, I only knit a small amount. I did wash the St. Patricks Socks (by "I did wash," I mean "I said 'yup' when my husband asked if they could go into the washer while he was doing laundry") and they came out even softer than they went in. Go buy Jen's yarn - you'll be so happy. I also got started on a pair of socks for GB, but they're a bland "guy safe" color, so I won't take any pictures until I'm at least up to the heel or something slightly more interesting. I think that I'll also do the round heel from - I've been using the Reverse Dutch Heel, and I like it a lot, but I think I just want to try the other version for this pair. And someday I want to do an afterthought heel, but the lack of gussets makes my very high-arched self nervous...

But I did make a discovery.

This is Lucy. She's my three year old Pink Lemonade tree. Her leaves don't look particularly citrus-y (citrus tends to have rounder, smooth dark green leaves, whereas hers are two-toned and ruffled) and she's a bit short on the trunk section and long on the branch parts, as trees go. She'll supposedly reach about seven feet in the size pot she's in, and she's about 3 feet tall now. She also blossoms at random (little white flowers) but has yet to bear fruit. I try not to take this personally, as a citrus girl raised in the snowbelt of New York state for the first year of her life, I suspect she might be a bit developmentally challenged. Citrus trees start bearing fruit usually after about two years...

And this weekend, I saw this:

Is that a baby lemon??????


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sure does look like a lemon
I googled and found a Amie lemon

12:16 PM  
Blogger Agnes said...

I think it is very promising to be a lemon ... wow ... you have a lemon tree in your house!

12:35 PM  
Blogger vi said...

i want a lemon tree too
it can share the light on the landing with the patchouli plant

2:50 PM  
Blogger David said...

A lemon! A lemon!

...but let's not make too big a deal out of it. Performance anxiety and all. We should allow the tree to bear whatever fruit it feels comfortable bearing, while encouraging it to challenge itself to grow in new directions.

Or... no, wait, that's teaching kindergarten. Dang.

4:27 PM  
Anonymous Megann said...

I have lemon tree named Lucy too! She is a Meyer Improved variety though. Isn't it so fun growing things?! I also have an avocado tree named Pedro (named after Pedro in Napoleon Dynamite) and Vanna the banana tree. Enjoy your lemons :)

11:42 AM  

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