Still Life, With Cats

Yesterday I didn’t actually make a snowflake.

I had the best of intentions When I packed up my bag in preparation for our trip down to the Santa Clara Convention Center for Stitches West, I tucked the pattern book and the cotton thread in there, prepared to spend a little bit of time working on it.

But it turns out the only time we actually sat down the entire day was when we ate lunch. Otherwise we were meandering through the market, fondling yarn and pointing out really gorgeous sweaters and shawls, and trying to make decisions on what needed to come home with us.

We also had the best of intentions for when we were going to leave. There had been plans to take advantage of the 50% discount train ticket, but it turns out you had to get that 3 days in advance and the three of us procrastinated too long, so we figured, hey, we’ll just drive. And if we’d left by 3:30 to head home, I think we would have been just fine.

But alas, no. We didn’t get out of there until after 4. Three hours later we had only made it as far as Walnut Creek, at which point we gave up, pulled off at the next exit, and found somewhere to eat dinner. Even with the dinner break, there was still enough traffic that we didn’t get back to Sacramento until close to 10pm, at which point I looked blearily at the pattern for snowflake #19, and thought, nope. Ain’t going to happen today.

So…here is Friday’s snowflake, which I whipped up this morning, because it turns out it didn’t take nearly as long to make as I was expecting (although I suspect if I’d attempted it last night that wouldn’t have been the case).

And here is today’s snowflake, which took far longer than expected, considering it had two fewer rows of patterning than the one above.

Making a snowflake a day for Thingadailies.