It doesn't often cross my mind that handknit items for the girls could become heirlooms. But when I finished this bunting, made out of absolutely gorgeous Araucania yarn (made from sugar cane) and put it on little Emily Bea, I thought to myself, Damn. That is a keeper.
The yarn dye lot change isn't anywhere close to as noticeable in real life, thank goodness. I didn't even notice it until I looked at this picture.
A closer-up of the little cables.
Doesn't the yarn just look like a confection?
I made the matching hat, too. But the delightful Araucania yarn has absolutely zero elasticity too it, so made a pretty crappy hat. But it looks cute for the picture.
This took me a couple months to complete, which is FOREVER. I attribute it to 1) I had a new baby and 2) it is a pretty fussy pattern. Lucky for me, my humongous Emily fits into it.
As you can see by the above pictures, it looks pretty good just hanging on the wall. (I seem to have become the crazy knitter who decorates with sweaters.)
My current project is a beaded lace wrap, made with tiny seed beads and linen Euroflax yarn in eggplant. It is sparkly and stunning and I have no idea where I will wear it. I guess I'll worry about that after I finish it. I can always hang it on the wall, right?
06 July 2009
We couldn't have asked for a more wholesome, all-American fourth of July. We kicked it off with a very sweet kiddie parade at Aunty Sally's house (actually we kicked it off with a crazy stressful morning trying to get out of the house, but hey, let's sugar coat a little here), then a huge neighborhood picnic, where Bella was weirdly fascinated by the dunk tank--for like, AN HOUR. It was all very Norman Rockwell and it was just the kind of fourth I pictured with little kids.
Red, White, and Bella!
Our cutie pie niece, Lily.
Ready for the parade! Look at little Emily, holding her own pinwheel.
See, it's a real parade--with a fire truck and everything!
Running through the fire truck spray! Let's go!
Or not. (Wah!)
Emily, all star-spangled and squinty. Cute as usual.
I forgot to mention the pinata. It was reinforced so more kids could have a turn--it made a steel ringing sound when you hit it with the metal bat. Somebody really knew what they were doing.
A quick pool kiss.
They both fell asleep on the ride home, so we parked in our neighborhood and climbed up on the hill and watched FOUR sets of fireworks. (It's actually not as impressive as it sounds, since they were all ve-ery far away. But hey, we were excited!)
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