A Box of Choc... Crafts

A hat, a hat! I finally made a Sockhead Slouch Hat, after seeing nearly every knitter I know make multiples of them years ago. This one was accelerated by being iced in, in part because it was very cold outside, and in part because I persuaded my littlest to let me cut his hair (which was in his face and he kept asking to have cut but then deciding he wasn't comfortable with the trimmer) by letting him cut mine, so we have matching #3 buzzes, and let's just say there's a reason I usually buzz my hair in August rather than February.

I also got to do a lettering commission for someone, which was an enjoyable project. I haven't done many of those recently, and it is something that I like doing. The challenge of fitting specific words nicely into a given space, and needing it to look nice at the same time, provides a pleasant sense of accomplishment when done.

We had a Target pick up (I'm still not going in anywhere I don't have to) the day before Valentine's Day and they included a kit to make heart friendship bracelets. The included materials were better suited to trussing a chicken for roasting than knotting with, but we'll use them as bookmarks so it's fine - and I enjoyed learning a new pattern (to try later in a better quality of floss).

I didn't actually get a whole lot of making done this past month - it was nice enough for walks a surprising amount of the time, but one thing we did with the warmer weather was try tie dyeing T-shirts. I got some great kits from Camp Arkansas and the Bigs had a delightful time making shirts. My only regret is that there aren't kits with adult sizes!

The Pi'ksii is currently on sleeve island. I did work on it a bit, although it's currently set aside so I can do a quick test knit (I'll share photos of that when I can). This coming month will (hopefully) be a bit more routine than the past few have been - I'm not sure what that will mean for my knitting time. Just have to wait and see!

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Reading and Writing

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