Monday, 28 November 2016

Owl Pickles

My internal clock has shifted.
Where once I was a bit of night owl, watching unsuitable films and knitting into the small hours, now I find myself alert and full of ideas at 4 am, asleep by 10 pm.
It has its advantages, this strange pre-dawn existence:  the neighbours are asleep so I don't have to share the broadband line with anyone else;  I have plenty of time to construct myself before heading to the workplace;  and at the weekend, there is the delicious luxury of a leisurely breakfast and planning my day long before the sun comes up.

This weekend, inspiration hit hard and I was at my kitchen table drawing by 6 am, my design complete by 8.
A seasonal card.

I have so much time.
When I used to feel it was running out.

I have been knitting too, of course.
My Barley Hat from Knitting From The North (£4.99?!  Blimey!  I paid a lot more than that!)
My Mind The Gap socks.

I had a KnitPicks delivery on Sunday... there will be more stripey socks!

I am itching to cast on a sweater - but still haven't done it.
I have an orderly queue with stashed yarns and patterns matched up and ready to go... and yet it is always the new and shiny that grabs my attention.

Today, the Color Me In sweater leaped to the front of my imagination.
Oh yes, that was a really acute case of Buy-It-Now!
Perfect for my stashed  "salt and pepper" De Rerum Natura Gilliatt with something colourful for the contrast.
I just need to knit it.
Color Me In, Image copied from the Ravelry Design page

I am listening to Swing Time by Zadie Smith.
It is seriously good as an audio-book!
The narrator, Pippa Bennett-Warner, is fantastic.  I could listen to her all the time.

But I need to preserve a corner of my day for The Lesser Bohemians.
That has become my hot-water-bottle read, snuggled under the duvet with a shawl around my ears and propped up by a teetering pile of pillows.


Tuesday, 22 November 2016

Fully Paid Up Member

Greetings from the frozen North!
It is undeniably winter here.

It was my birthday on Sunday, and that is usually the point of transition - a few inches of snow is normal.  No snow yet, but it is cold enough.
See how I slipped that in?
Yup.  52, thanks.
First birthday on my own.
I am a fully paid up member of the Skinny Singles Club.
NB The only kind of singles club I am interested in, thanks.

On Friday I went to the theatre on my own to see Rent.

That was harrowing, but worthwhile.
And such a treat to be part of a diverse audience.  It didn't feel like Aberdeen... until I heard the mutterings at the interval from the more traditional parts of the audience.  "Well... the singing is good!"
Sigh.  Yes, it was, but that's not the point, people.

On Saturday I treated myself to a class in Two Handed Colourwork with Karie Westermann at Fluph in Dundee.  I have new skillz!  Including the elusive Old Norwegian cast on - go me!

And I bought a couple of books.
Knitting from the North and Yarnitecture
And some bargainous Gotland DK.

On Sunday I met a work colleague for coffee in the city.
Crikey - a social life!

And then got back to my two-handed colourwork, before I forgot how to do it.
Barley Hat from Knitting from the North
So far I have not been caught singing Hamilton at my desk.
Which is strange, considering I have it playing in my earbuds most of the day.
I am thinking of knitting the hat.
I have also been listening to the audiobook.

And I have been reading an actual hardback novel, The Lesser Bohemians by Eimear McBride.
Which is a very Roo sort of book indeed.

I am still ablaze with energy.
If this is the menopause, I love it.
TMI Roo.

Tuesday, 8 November 2016


November, apparently.

So what happened to Socktober and Inktober, Roo?
Well there was definitely a burst of sock-knitting, with one finished pair and another three pairs begun.  Two of those might be ready by Christmas, but there is no real rush.

My plan to draw something every day of "Inktober" fell by the wayside with the fading of daylight.
I really really do need to get my eyes tested.
For that reason, I don't see me starting my next cross stitch project anytime soon.
I made this Dark Crosses pattern for The Girl while the sun was here:

Because Hallowe'en is every day...
So what am I up to this November?

I am into Week Three of the Paper Love E-Course, by Rachel Hazell.
I first read about Rachel and her work in Flow magazine, and in a vulnerable moment I noticed a discount code for her e-course on their website.

In Week One I made a pamphlet-stitched book from found papers and I made a plan for my Book.
You know, the Book I have inside me that I dare not talk about, let alone commit to paper?
Yeah, that one.
I am a bit scared but definitely fired up.
It's good for me.

Week Two of the course began by making a paper aeroplane.
Collage didn't quite happen because the day job consumed me for a week or so, but I think I am emerging from that particular tunnel now.  I will come back to the projects I missed.  It is an incredibly rich course - so much to delve into when I get the time.

In knitting news, I am test-knitting a secret something to a tight deadline, because I am crazy like that.

Does anyone spot a theme?

I am up for challenges.  I am facing my fears, stepping up to the mark and taking it on the chin if necessary.
It is a kind of madness I suppose.
Exhilarating freedom.
A rush of oxygen to the brain.
Kind of like falling in love.

And since I don't see that happening again in this lifetime, I might as well channel the energy.

"How are you doing today, Ruth?"
I am doing fine, thank you.
And that's all the affirmation I need.