And sometimes, I sew . . .

For some reason the idea of heading off to see the world sort of put a fire under my rear and led to me tackling a few projects I've been putting off. Knowing that I would be spending a lot of time on a coach watching the world go by I figured I was going to bring some knitting. (also that if I went two weeks without knitting I might lose my mind) But all my project bags were store bought and too big or too small. So I got out the fabric stash (which is not super impressive - I have to buy fabric if I want to make anything that requires more than half a yard) and took two fabrics I liked. I sewed them together inside out on three sides, turned them right side out, hemmed the one end, folded up what I had- leaving a flap, sewed the sides together, added some snaps, and sewed buttons over the snaps. And that was how my perfect size project bag came to be. Poking out in the open picture are the socks I made while in the coach. I just finished them as we approached Paris - which was the last stop so- perfect timing.

World Wander

So, during my little sabbatical I did some traveling. Internationally. Now I'm not a jaded world traveler so I'm still at the "Squee! I'm in Paris!" point of my life. I visited England and Scotland for a a little over a week when I was nineteen, but since then have not left the country. I booked one of those crazy coach tours where you see about eight countries in two weeks. And before I left I did my research on yarn shops and the like. But there was not any time! The few times there was I found the stores but they were closed.

The only place I got lucky was in Venice. I was actually in search of another store but instead stumbled upon this place that had yarn and underwear (I should have gotten a pic) and there was like a bargain bin with yarn bagged in twos. The crappy pic above washes out the color a little, but it's a lovely yellow. It's also the softest wool I've ever touched and made in Italy, so if it was the only yarn I bought - at least it was something good. I am thinking a lacy scarf, but plan on waiting to get all knitty with it.

The yarn is Lana Gatto. Oh and the stuffed animal is Remmy, my travelin' cat. I encountered him in a toy store when I was fifteen or sixteen. I noticed his crooked nose and that the fur on the back of his head was singed and thought no one would buy him, so I did. Since then he has gone with me for every out of town journey I have ever taken.