Hanging in There

This has been a nasty chest flu: I still can't get enough air when I exert myself. I first postponed and then cancelled my dinner, and most of what I've been doing is feeling sorry for myself and knitting a bit on the Coriolis socks, which are looking suspiciously deformed. 

I do agree with NeedleDancer (oh I probably misspelled, but you must know who you are) in that I love the way Cat's mind works in terms of design (I didn't buy the book sight unseen after all), but I still contend that as a knitting book, and as a knitting book containing knitting patterns, it's poorly organised. It's clear that the publisher has had little experience with knitting books, as I find it hard to believe that a more traditional knitting publisher would have agreed to something this full of obfuscation. But yes: absolutely brilliant ideas, lovely designs, good pictures, though sucky text.

I do have a picture of a piece for sale that I recently made (alert: Rachel H! eye candy for you!) that I don't think I posted, so in the absence of anything substantive: