My mom finished knitting the border on her Shetland Triangle shawl while in the ICU with my Gram. She bound it off while we were in Florida and handed it to me in scrunchy, lumpy just-knit-lace form, to take home and do magic with my blocking wires.
Ta-da! Made from Alpaca Sox yarn, it's light, cozy, soft, and just big enough to be perfect for a newly retired Floridian who catches a chill while dining at a waterside restaurant, having cocktails on the lanai, or visiting a business where the air conditioning is a little overdone.
While waiting for the doors to open on our favorite used clothing sale a few days ago, I was, of course, knitting on a sock. The woman in front of us, who was wearing clothes that suggest she was from the Middle East and spoke broken English, was very curious about what I was doing, as were her three kids. Next thing I know, she's scurrying off to her car, comes back with a magazine, and opens to a page that had a AAA ad featuring what looks like a whole buncha happy-making handknit socks!
Jesse finished his red scarf practice weaving and removed it from the loom yesterday.
It is too dense to use as a scarf, thanks to his over-enthusiastic use of the beater, so we'll either use it to make pouches or a protective sleeve for his favorite rocket. His selvedges are straight and he had a good time working on it, so maybe there will be more weaving in his future!