Christmas mood

Still eludes me, even though I AM trying.
You see?

  Sorry for the crappy phone pictures, but all of them were given away before I could take better ones.
Pattern for the bird is here.
For the xmas balls you can find a bunch on Pinterest or Ravelry, I looked a few of them, then made up my own.
Yarn: DROPS Muskat leftovers.

2002

In 2002, this day, in a heavy snowfall, I was walking over the bridge in the city I grew up, and tried to make sense of the fact, that I never ever going to see my mother again. People kept telling me, that it will hurt less in time. It did not. The pain never went away and never lessened, I just somehow learned to live with it. Even though she was not the best mother of all times, I cannot deny how much of me is actually her. And I miss her every day.

New year's sweater, preparation, step2.

I started knitting a newyear's good luck sweater in january 2012 (I wrote about it here.)
Repeated it the nex year.
And the next one.
By 2015 it was intentional, I prepared for it, and intentionally made it to a red one.
In 2016 it was tradition and I made it into an event, made a Facebook group to cover it, and asked other peoples to join me.
This year the group is still alive, and I already have plans for this year's one... In fact I started the preparations a couple of months ago, by carding some batts...

And last night (umm, very early this morning) I officially started spinning the yarn.

I do hope it will be ready by New Years eve (if not, replanning will be in order, but I am not afraid... I have enough red yarn kno knit swetaer's for a football team, so I can probably find one sweater's worth in my stash.

Birthday gift...and the leftover

I know Timea since our highshcool years... We kept contact throuout the years, and as fate turned we had been pregnant together, which brought us closer than ever before. Even though we seldom actually meet personally, we talk a lot, and share a lot. So much, that when Christopher was Christened in his (catholic) shcool, and  it turned out that at the day they organized the event, my cousine, who was supposed to be his godmother had other engagement (I know. Family. Don't ask), my boy asked what if we asked my friend instead. We did and she happily accepted...

She is one of the few, who really appreciate my handmade presents, but for a few years my Xmas and birthday presents were less than I would have loved to give her. Those were the difficult years, with both time and money so scarce, but that never deterred her to always surpise us.

So this year I decided to make her something extra special.  I asked her about colors... she said, you know some fiery fall clors... orangey-reddish purplish... Great. I dyed some 130 gramms of polwarth fiber, with a long color-transition and set out to spin.

It took me some time, but it was the finest I ever managed to spin. 

1600 meters of two ply...

And then went to Judith's worksop, and wove... The yarn was just a bit too much, we had to take out some bits, ever so carefully as not to break the gradual color change-

At the end of the day I had just enough time to weave those leftover bits into a shorter, randomly striped shawl, which also happened to end up as a birthday present to someone.

Weaving is always  kind of mysytic for me, but I find it especially magical, when I weave with handdyed, handspun yarn.The tiny small changes in shades, and thickness, as the color almost unnoticably turns into another one... I can never get bored of it. I can never get enough of it either...come to think of it.
(Pictures of the fiber and the yarn are mine, and the workshop pictures were shot by Judit Lukács)

From head to toes

In handknits. In other words in the name of "wear thy knitting" I show you how I look when I am wearing handknits from top to bottom. (Not really) incidentally all of them were made from DROPS yarns.

Hat: DROPS Andes
Shawl/Scarf: DROPS Alpaca
Sweater: Drops Flora
Fingerless mittens were never blogged, but they were knitted from Drops Cotton Merino.

My jacket (Per Una) and pants were bought second hand, the polka dot bag came from E-bay.

What you can't see, I have a pair of handknitted socks from DROPS Fabel and a pair of red ankle boots I got about three years ago at CCC.

Photo: Chritopher Laurent Deli

Lazyness

I was to lazy to get to the store for bread.

Question

And the question remains: is this sadism, or masochism?