Sunday, May 25, 2008

Life, as I know it...

Well, this photo pretty much sums up what my life has consisted of the last few days:

(well, to be truly accurate you might need to throw in several hundred cups of tea, and most of my body-weight in Turkish Delight bars, but I didn't have them to hand...)

When I was talking about requiring the diverting power of lace (in my last post), I was referrring in no small part to the Evidence and Proof exam. It's got a reputation as being the hardest exam in the whole law degree, and while I beg to differ on that point, 5000 words over three days is nothing to be sneezed at. Posing with my dear old textbook is the second sleeve of my long suffering alpaca cardigan; it's nearly finished now, so I'm bribing myself with it to get myself to crank out the words on my assignment.

Oh, and just to prove that I have been using the diverting power of lace, and not just the power of long-languishing sleeve, here's how my Woodland shawl is coming along:

Close up of the lacey leaves (with visible varigation!!!):

My feelings can't stay constant on the shade of green. I love green, always have done. But this is very, very green. More obtrusively green than I susually go in for. When I dyed it I was going for the a 'new spring leaves' kind of colour, which I think I got fairly accurately, but I'd forgotten, well, just how green that colour was... So perhaps this will be a 'wear-it-when-I'm-in-the-mood' only kind of knit, but oh well. It is helping to keep me sane, not to mention attracting many curious questions from fellow Upfield train line commuters... A few days ago two young Indian men had a chat to me about it; they were interested to see that I was knitting, as they said that in India they'd only ever seen pregnant women knitting. At least they didn't think that I was pregnant. I've heard other knitters complaining about this a lot, but I can't say it's ever happened to me. My body shape is a lot of things, but easily mistaken for pregnant is not one of them (unless women start gestating children in their thighs...) - I'm all gangly arms, a waist small enough to thwart most clothes purchasing sessions, and tree trunk legs.

Oh dear, I've gotten on to musing about body shape. I think it's time to go back to the murder case now... I have to write 3000 words today :P

1 comment:

kataish said...

Hi Anna. Hopefully you don't mind I added your link to my blog :) You should be getting another letter from me very soon!

Your Woodland Shawl looks great! I have had it in my ravelry queue for a while, seeing yours makes me want to start one (but I have too many projects on the go already, sigh!)