Vintage Purls

I know that Dunedin does not have the best reputation weather wise. This doesn’t actually bother me, people think it snows all the time and that it’s miserable here on a regular basis, I know better and I smile to myself thinking how wonderful it is to live in such a charming city that isn’t overcrowded or overbuilt. But, every now and again Dunedin lives up to it’s poor weather reputation and the last few weeks have proved every weather stereotype right.

But today, at last, I can see the hills again:

That’s the view from my office – sucks doesn’t it. : )

Normally we have a pretty low rainfall (lower than Wellington and Auckland) and I’m hoping all the water we’ve had in the last wee while is it for the winter. Everything is thoroughly soggy.

Such weather does not motivate me to dye – my dye room is in our outside laundry. I like this fact on many, many fronts – it keeps the mess away from the house, I can keep my pots set up all the time and everything is within convenient grasp. Problem is that the laundry is a simple brick structure with a tin roof and a concrete floor (all built in about 1925), there is no insulation, the power to it can’t support my pots and a form of heating, so I’ve get to freeze if it’s cold out. That’s life of course and you can always lean against a simmering dye pot for a little warmth.

Sock club was all sold out the day after it opened, and I’m busy working on all the little bits and pieces that go into that, I’ve kept the numbers at 45 again since I’m not sure I can cope with too many more when it’s just me to dye and reskein everything.

I have a million knitting ideas whirling through my head but at the moment my master is sock club knitting. Mr K’s Model T is still not done, though I think I’ve worked out a way to get the neckline and armpit depth he likes without guessing – the jersey as it stands is knit up to the armpits (body and two sleeves in the round). I’m going to knit the rest from the top and then graft them together. It’s a plan and I’ll make it happen (one day). My poor niece (who has just turned one) has little proof that Aunty M knits but if she could only see what I dream of making her.

This entry was posted on Tuesday, May 26th, 2009 at 4:39 pm and is filed under General. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.