At the end of a week the likes of which I hope I don't have too often, it's nice to have a productive weekend.
The weekend's productivity started on Friday night, at the I Knit London film night. Although I had a project in my bag, I'd been thinking about something soft and fluffy for a couple of days, and when stash-raiding, had come up empty.
When I got to I Knit, I must have spent a full half hour stalking the shelves, trying to decide on the perfect yarn, and just as the film was about to start, I stopped ignoring the call of the Kid Silk Haze that I'd picked up and put down at least six times.
With a skein of KSH in one hand, a crochet hook in the other, and a glass of wine on the table in front of me, I started making a long foundation chain, intending to make a lengthways scarf while watching Sideways.
Somehow, after more than 200 chains and a fair amount of trebles (the crochet stitch, not the alcoholic shots), I found myself ripping it back (not the easiest thing with dark purple mohair yarn in the mostly dark) and starting over.
Without any real thought, I found myself doubling the yarn (taking the risky but successful step of using both ends at once) making a ring, then another, and then another. One flat circle followed by another, and another, and so on, and when the film ended and the lights came back up, I had six flat circles joined together and a good head start for a new scarf. Not wishing to tempt fate, I bought the other ball of purple KSH before I left the shop.
I crocheted at the bus stop, on the bus home, and for a while at home before K got home from his night out, and kept going over the weekend, til by the end of Sunday I had a pile of ends, a few yards spare (phew!) and a beautifully soft and fluffy purple crocheted Kid Silk Haze scarf.
I didn't even really stop to read the new books which the Amazon fairy brought me on Saturday morning: The Gentle Art of Domesticity by Jane "Yarnstorm" Brocket (whose domestic life I've been coveting for a long time now); 200 ripple stitch patterns and 200 crochet blocks by Jan Eaton and Stephanie Pearl-McPhee Casts Off by the Yarn Harlot (I did read a little of this in the car on the way to and from the supermarket).
I'll be posting the pattern for the scarf, which I've christened Ynez (after Santa Ynez, the area of California where Sideways is set), just as soon as I can get enough time while it's still light to take a decent photo of it so check back in a couple of days if you're interested.