Jack Frost and the pompom cowl
One of the first questions people usually ask when I say I work from home, is how do I concentrate on work and not get distracted.
The first tip I share, is to clear the surfaces, so there are no domestic tasks sitting there, nagging me. The second tip is to get in the routine of taking breaks. (Third tip is to not beat yourself up if some days, tip one and two go by the by)
As breaks go, elevenses is a good one. Sometimes I take it late, as I’m caught up in a complicated calculation. Sometimes early, if I’m ready, but I try to stop for elevenses and do something different. Knitting is good as I can pick it up and put it down with no difficulty. I miss chatting to colleagues, over a cup of coffee or whatever, so sometimes I use the time to finish a blog post. Like this one. So not much knitting got done today. (This is probably the nearest to the conversation we would have if you were sitting in my kitchen for elevenses. Albeit, one sided, with me doing all the talking.)
This is my elevenses today. I started a new project last night. A cowl knitted from yarn picked up at a charity shop last year. It is a pompom yarn. Judging by my collection of charity shop yarns, I’m obviously drawn to unusual yarn which I’d never buy new. Either that, or people give up trying to knit with it and you’re more likely to find it in a charity shop.
Once in the rhythm, this pompom yarn is not so bad to knit with, although the ball insists on unwinding as soon as my back is turned, so I have to keep it in a pot once it reaches a certain size.
I’m hoping to get two cowls out of the yarn. One for each of my daughters. It’s been so frosty this week, that I think they will appreciate a neck warmer.
I can’t let the frost go, without saying something about it. I love the frost as it makes my morning dog walk so much easier. All the mud is frozen solid and easy to walk on. Yes, she is telling me to hurry up and stop taking photos. There is a dog basket by the Aga that she has reserved, and intends not to move from, until I magic up breakfast. Put the camera down and start walking. (Incidently this is the older dog and not the sunflower thief)
Still. The frost makes everything look so beautiful. I imagine Jack Frost dancing and swirling during the night, under the star lit sky, while we sleep. Turning everything back to white. Can you blame me taking a little time longer? By elevenses, it’s started to thaw and losing its freshness. Half an hour earlier to me sitting down to elevenses, the hen house and surrounding area were much whiter. Like a winter wonder land, glistening in the sun.
Not that the hens are in there at the moment. Due to the UK ban on keeping birds outside, they are in their winter quarters, undercover. This hen house only works, if I can move it every few days, which means they could come in to contact with ground contaminated by wild birds. Sigh. Roll on 28th Feb, when the Avian Flu restrictions will hopefully be lifted.
Back to my elevenses, knitting and a break from reality. Seeing as it’s Wednesday and time for Ginny’s Yarn Along, I’m sharing my book too. I’m still reading Rumpole and enjoying it. Just the right kind of light. I’ve also finished my knit from last week.In the end, there wasn’t enough yarn for gloves. Ran out with all but three small fingers to do on the second glove. Now unravelled and knitted back up into a hat for the Boy. He is truly happy with it. So much so, that I had to use ninja moves to ensure he didn’t wear it to bed.