My grandma wrote down on her pattern how long it took her to knit a row on the blanket. She recorded one time for a back row, which is just knit and purl stitches, and a second time for the front row, which takes longer because of the cables.
So I timed myself doing a back row, and was pleasantly surprised that I did it in 10 minutes. Perhaps my knitting is not as abysmally slow as I feared. Or Grandma did her times on a larger blanket. Hm.
It seemed a shame to let 2-2-22 pass by without comment, so I pulled an old tutu out of the dress up bin. I thought about chickens with tutus, or cats with tutus, but the dogs love me best and won’t hate me forever for subjecting them to such audacity. Missy did give me her saddest puppy dog eyes. She then comforted Griffin (who actually wanted to wear the tutu, but was sad that he couldn’t figure out how to sit in it). Both dogs received many scratches and praises for what they had to put up with.
Happy 2-2 day. Yeah, I scheduled the post for 2:22am too. What fun would it be otherwise?
My hens love scratch; some of them love it even more than grubblies (dried fly larva). They gobble it all up, except for one single type of grain (I believe it is the rye). I now have runs sown with a single seed. I’m hoping with all the scratching and pecking, some of the seed has enough soil contact that when the spring rains come they will sprout. Or the cardinals will steal it all. I guess we’ll see.
Critters and Craft 