Chez Aristote

My favorite month.  Although the wind has not with frosty fingers punished my hair, as yet. Due to September having been far cooler here in the mid-Atlantic.

There was a period where you couldn’t walk here without stepping on volumes of Heidegger, but I finally finished that huge paper, with some help from Robert Frost. If the man’s going to talk about Germans and poetry, I figured exegesis of “The Gift Outright” was fair game. But this done, I’m starting to play around with Christmas knitting. I’ve always had big plans and few realizations. But the new Holiday Vogue Bobbled Tam has changed this. I’m making two. Soon there will be pictures of the magenta one. My requests for domestic photography are received with more and more coldness, alas.

I finally took this off of my spinning wheel:

It’s been there for most of the summer; I just can’t be happy with anything I do on that Louet anymore. Well, soon, I will get my Lendrum. Perhaps.

A new purchase: Ikea fabric, destined to be curtains for the study, when I can work myself back up to the boringness of rectangle sewing. I hemmed the beige living room ones last weekend, and by the end, I hardly cared if my lines were straight or not, anything to be finished. No doubt this charming flat gray will make things easier. Am I the only one tired of gray heather?

Tags: Knitting, Sewing, Spinning //