If there's trouble to be had...

...then FooFoo's having it. If anything looks alarming in the backyard then she's behind it. Breaking down the Chicken-Proof Fence and eating defenceless seedlings, leading (yes, leading) the others up over the chicken house and on to the back fence for a sneaky getaway up the street, climbing the swing set to find another exit over the grumpy neighbour's fence...everything except laying an egg. Contrary bird.

This Saturday it's WWKIP day. That's World-wide Knit in Public Day to all the Muggles out there. Prepare yourselves for random Knitter sightings. Cold snap has come in in the nick of time, if you recall last year's WWKIP day it was gale force winds and freezing temperatures, it looks like the tradition is continuuing.

Foo Foo the Snoo

And then there were 4. Foo Foo joined our happy flock last week, and seems to be settling in fine. A new computer is in the works so full transmission should be resumed shortly.

Still Alive

Yep, I'm still here. New computer arriving any time soon. At least without the distraction of the internet my knitting has been progressing apace.
Garden news is positive, winter greens are at seedling stage. BIG NEWS. Chickens have arrived. Blackie, Blossom and Flowers are happily eating up the yard. Photos to follow :)

The wind, it blows. The sock, it bites.

As you can see, the wind returned. It blew my corn sideways. I'm not sure it's going to recover. I'm getting a bit sick of this stormy weather, things are getting very tatty in the garden. And that dinosaur? Beyond all hope I believe.



On to more serious things. The sock curse remains. I thought I had it broken. I even got a little cocky and was feeling extremely pleased with myself towards the toe. But then I finished the knitting, and moved straight onto grafting without even a short break for refreshments. Yep. the sock bit me. Some extremely disturbing *stuff* happened during grafting involving strangely broken yarn, and an inablity to ungraft it without using a pair of scissors to assist the process. The sock is currently resting with some scrap yarn holding the live stitches. Oh, and to add insult, the sock pulled out the scrap yarn early this evening forcing me to express myself in interesting language and use a crochet hook to save the life of this very ungrateful item.

Pumpkin patch

Yesterday I forgot to post pics of my pumpkin patch - my big pumpkin patch, not the little butternut patch. And my rhubarb, of which I am especially proud. The rhubarb came courtesy of my neighbour's garden and all I did was transplant it. It's not big enough to pick yet, I am still taking liberties with the neighbour's for eating purposes. The pumpkin leaves were a little floppy here, it was the end of a very hot day. Rest assured they perked right up again when the cool change came through.

Still knitting....

Well, I got sick of Hey Teach, frogged it back and used the cotton to do Miss Rachel's Cabled Cap from Yarn magazine. There's no chance Sophie is going to wear a hat made of wool so I endured the pain of cabling and psso'ing with non-giving cotton. It's a little large, I made the 'tween' size (how did my baby turn into someone who fits tween sizes?) and a size smaller needles. It's a pretty pattern which I might be making again, and the written pattern was easier to follow than most.

I am back working on the sock that was earlier cursed. So far so good, no accursed actvity has been noticed. Those magpies have been behaving themselves, and no other strange behaviour has been sighted....

How does your garden grow?

Spinach....

The tomatoes are still green. Apparently staring intently day after day will not speed up the process...



Butternut pumpkins.....pumpkins must be the most satisfying plant to cultivate. So much growth, so fast, so green and happy....

Some of the herbs and marigolds

More spinach!

My lovely sunflowers. I'm so proud of them, I can't stop taking photos :)