Still in Love

Oh yeah, still loving the intarsia in the round. This yarn is absolutely wonderful, really buttery-soft and yummy, and not only am I certain we don't get it here in the US, but I'd also bet money (if the Australian yarn manufacturers operate the same as those here) it's no longer available in Oz either. Not that I mind, actually, since I have so many other yarns that I haven't yet knitted with, not to mention the ever-expanding pile of handspun; luckily the new job will slow the spinning down. Hmm, that's lucky? Uh, well, in  way, I suppose.

And a bit of yarn porn, SOAR scraps yarn porn, to be precise. It looks nicer than it feels. It's mostly medium wools, spun too fine and tight. But pretty!

And I saw another wonderful movie (and made incremental progress on the Architectural Rib sweater): The Power of Words with Tim Robbins and Sarah Polley. This one's about a slightly strange Eastern European woman (to judge by her accent) who is a nurse for a guy on an oil rig who was badly burned. She has a few odd habits (she uses a fresh bar of soap every day, tossing the old one, for example) and won't talk about herself - she won't even say where she's from or what her name is, so you keep watching in the hope you'll find something out, but when she eventually talks, it's far more powerful than you'd have thought.

I also made more earrings for my class, but took a crappy picture, so it'll have to wait for another time.