Tuesday, March 1, 2011
I've been thrumming.
Don't you love that word? It sounds like something you would do, standing out on your deck in the sunlight. I had never heard of it before Melanie introduced me to thrummed mittens. The answer to my cold-hand prayers. So, armed with a nice wool worsted yarn from Webs, and a bag full of Flora's lanolin-laden fleece trimmings, I have been knitting away in the wee morning hours. I have one done except for the thumb, and will start on the second one tomorrow morning. I'll post pictures of my progress. I am hoping that, like washing your car, knitting thrummed mittens will ensure that the temperature will rise and the snow will melt! Dream on!