Eeeeeeeek! I have Peppermint Mocha socks!!!
They’re thick and squishy, droopy and down at the heel. I like them very much. Aren’t the colors scrumptious? I really can’t decide if they’re actually peppermint mocha, or if they’re cranberries and eggnog and gingerbread. What do you think? Anyway, they’re practically edible, and they were a treat to knit.
Claudia Handpaints Sport Shorts in “Peppermint Mocha,” two hanks. Heel-toe number 8, increase to 44 sts around. Size US3 needles. Colorway exclusive to The Loopy Ewe.
I’m all revved up about brown and red and white, now. I’ve been getting packages in the mail all week:
First the red half-yard cuts from Maison de Noel, to add to all of the other colorsways that I already had. I don’t really know what I was thinking, because I’m still going to make a queen-size quilt with the brown, cream, pink, and green, and there will be precious little left over. But it was a moment of weakness, and my collector’s spirit took over. It makes a nice picture, doesn’t it?
Fat quarter bundles of Roman Holiday, from The Fat Quarter Shop. I know precisely what I’m going to do with these: make a quilt of red and brown eight-pointed stars, widely set in a cream-on-cream ground. It will be stark and beautiful, but warm at the same time. Now… um… me setting in those squares and triangles? Pray for me, dear readers. It will be a challenge.
The bundle of Ellery fat quarters from Shabby Fabrics, in brown and red and yellow. What do I have up my sleeve for this? Oh, I’m so glad you asked, because when I ordered this I didn’t have any ideas, but as soon as I unwrapped it, it became clear. My study has yellow walls, right? And a red carpet, right? And will be filled with paintings of autumnal woodlands? Well hello, I obviously need to make some patchwork cushion covers out of this fabric! It’s perfect! Hooray, hooray, hooray.
Because the peanut gallery demands it, a picture of The Study In Progress. Behold the Deskosaurus. Behold the Billy bookshelves. Behold the blank expanse of yellow wall, where Moran’s Autumnal Woods will someday hang. Happy sigh.
