It's finally here. The week of Rhinebeck. The week of endless cups of coffee.
After a busy weekend of dyeing I'm firing up the pots again today. There's still time for one more pot is my mantra. The kids don't know it yet, but I'm hatching a plan for a labeling party. Labels first, pizza later. Teenagers will do anything for food.
Dyeing involves a certain amount of waiting time. Instead of frittering away my downtime on the computer, I've been knitting - a few rows here, a few rows there.
Cassis. The sleeve stitches have been set aside, and the rows are zipping along. Lucky for me all my measuring tapes have gone missing. This way I'm not tempted to calculate just how many inches I still have to knit. It's really a moot point. No matter what condition it's in, this sweater will be on display at Rhinebeck. The yarn is a delicious new BFL worsted, but that discussion will have to wait for another day.
Today is for dye pots and labels . . . but first, more coffee.