Ernesto is soaking us.  It’s been chilly and rainy for the last couple of days.  I happen to love it, of course, and I’m eyeing that cabled sweater I was working on in the winter. 

Have I mentioned lately that we’ve started a Print o’ the Wave knit along?  We have.  And it doesn’t require a blog.  Please join us. 

I’m having a hard time getting started, though.  I keep ripping out my swatches.  I am pro-swatch, of course, but I think I’ve crossed the line into manic perfectionism.  I didn’t like the texture of some, I tried the lovely brown Juno gave me, but feel like the pattern demands a water color. 

And then last night?  Last night was all my fault.  I finally settled on some JaggerSpun merino lace-weight in a color called Mallard.  And then I betrayed the yarn.  I decided it made sense to actually start the shawl proper while watching Gumboots.  The problem?  I have to actually watch Gumboots when it’s on.  It’s entrancing.  Of course, I have a percussive dance obsession that not many people have.  So, I loved the show, and I ripped out all of the lace once it was over.  I’ll start again today.

If you haven’t seen Gumboots, get thee to Netflix.  It’s a performance by young men from Soweto, dancing a style of percussive dance that developed inside the oppressive gold mines of South Africa.  The music is wonderful.  The dancing is electric, and strong, and sad in parts, but ultimately triumphant.  I watch it every year or two.  I may have to go watch it again.

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