Don’t let the heat and humidity fool you. Apparently, Southern belles are some of the knittiest chicks out there. They’re no trendheads. They’ve been purling and lacing away since, perhaps, the dawn of time.

And so, I am going to try and catch a glimpse of that on this excursion. Onward and out!

 A very literally knitty Southern belle

And just in time to start on my Christmas presents!

(Believe me, if you were a novice knitter, you’d understand. We’re even worse than chain department stores.) 

It’s autumn, folks. The weather seems to have finally regularized where I am. So… the only logical and conventional next step would be…

Apple picking!

One thing you should know about me: along with knitting, I am rather obsessed with climbing trees. Weird, yes. But what else is new?

These two obsessions would someday be destined to collide. Hence:

No, that’s not some new bioengineered fruit. It’s a scarf!

I was bored, so I lugged my knitting bag I had brought along up to the very highest sittable branch of one of the hundreds of dwarf trees. Ho ho ho. And you thought winding a ball of yarn in public attracted odd glances! X-D

My branch marked by the spiffy red arrow.

Afterwards, we went to the neighboring artist village of Sugar Loaf (any town named after food is good for me!). There were a whole bunch of funky artsy stores. One was called My Sister’s Closet (not to be confused with the chain of thrift shops in Arizona…). It sold dresses. And hats. Tons of hats! I have decided I will be a hat-wearer from now on. Because they’re so stinkin cute!! I bought 2 wool cloches. Not remembering the fact that Maria is allergic to wool. Yikes…

Now I’m going to tell you about the scarf itself. I went to this awesome art fair in Montclair a few weeks ago. The first stall I saw was this woman that knits all sorts of cool stuff. I obviously didn’t need anything hand-knit *flips hair haughtily*, so I instead bought these balls of leftover novelty yarns that she sells. It was really cool! Extra-floofy eyelash, chenille, mohair, ribbon… I swear I drool just thinking about it. 

So I brought it to a meeting of my knitting circle and we all fawned over it. We decided on making it into a big long airy scarf, taking turns knitting it and adding our own favorite leftovers on until a whole bunch of us could wear it at once. So now it’s our Friendship Scarf. Isn’t that cute?

And that’s all there is, there isn’t any more. Bye for now! 

(in a moderator’s office far, far away: “This girl is freakier than we thought. All that yarn must be going to her brain. Sigh…. I guess I’ve got to approve this…”)

I had forgotten what a menace boucle could be. Suddenly, the yarn began to morph into something else. Something - UGLY.

It got all tangly and knotty and icky! I had to unravel all the mitten and start winding the fiendish yarn into a ball. Which is not exactly as hip as KIP. I got some odd looks.

Sigh… I’ll have to work harder to finish those 7 mittens I need by the holidays…

And now, to entertain you while I knit insanely, Audrey the Actress performing a dramatization of the yarn incident! The Ugly Chair seemed a worthy backdrop.

“Oh, hello, blob of yarn!”

“Hm? What’s this, now?”

“Egad!”

*burp* (^-^)

No Audreys or blobs of yarn were harmed in the making of this filler.