Another day - more lace.

Spent a lovely day with my friend Clare yesterday - roaming the Cotswolds in her big red Alfa Romeo; eating lunch; visiting Daylesford Farm Shop (don't even bother clicking on that link unless you've got double broadband - it takes forever); visiting Longborough Farm shop, where I bought some rather nice Frozen Strawberry Daquiri Sorbet; buying shoes; taking tea in the Bantam Tearooms (you don't just drink tea in Chipping Campden - you "take" tea) and generally having a nice time. Result? Little knitting accomplished.

I did manage a few rows of the "Hyacinth Mystery". It still looks like a crumpled mess - just a slightly bigger crumpled mess!



A close-up, where it looks slightly less crumpled:




The shadows are a bit distracting in this shot but it's the best I could do - the weather, beautiful yesterday, has taken a turn for the worse. It's like sitting at the bottom of a metal dustbin when someone has just clapped the lid on. These days are known (in our family, at least) as "dustbin lids". Today is a prime example of a dustbin lid. I could not take any pics indoors without the flash. I had to go out into the garden. It could be worse - it could be raining!

Yesterday I had an email from Mike at Heirloom Knitting, telling me THE pattern had been sent. I was lying in wait for that postman this morning. He brought me this:



All these delights. The charts, the explanations, the extract from Sharon's new book (can we pre-order this book, I wonder? If it's anything like her first book it is a "must have").

The yarn samples:



Yes, the yarn samples are very, very skinny. I might even go so far as to say "ultra-skinny" (new technical term).

Have I bitten off more than I can chew?