A frosty morning walk

It is such a joy to wake up and see the sun shining! Sam and I decided to go for an early walk.

img_0134.jpegI can’t go for very long because my fasciitis is back. Argh! But I do the best that I can, and this morning the pull was irresistible.

img_0139.jpegThere are so many things to look at!

img_0142.jpegI’ll bet this abandoned little house has some stories to tell..img_0137.jpeg

A garden waiting for spring. Don’t you wish you could walk through that gate and step right into summer?img_0156.jpegI hope Saturday is treating you well!img_0149.jpeg


Finally, finger-less mitts!

Well it took me several tries (three, to be exact) but I finally got these finger-less mitts made!

I knit the part that goes over the fingers a little bit shorter because  I personally prefer them that way. I’m less likely to wear them if the end bit is too long, hampering free motion of my fingers.

I also like short cuffs that just cover up the wrists.  I have a pair that are long, going way up my forearm, and they drive me crazy. I never wear them. Well, I guess I could, but they look silly under a sweater, and I always wear long sleeves in the winter.

017I had made a pair for my mother for Christmas out of a beautifully soft Malibrigo silk & merino wool blend, so that she could wear them while reading in the evenings. Her hands get so cold, I thought they would be nice for those times where she wishes she could wear gloves but wants her fingertips free for turning pages, ya know?  Anyway, I had enough left over for a second pair. Well, I was fairly certain I had enough left over, and I wanted to make a second pair. You can see where this is going, right?

Yup. You guessed it. I got to within about five rows and ran out. Totally, completely, not a single scrap of it left. Sigh.

026So since I wanted to make the second pair as a gift for my mother-in-law in the Yukon, I started all over again with this luscious ruby red wool (Cascade 220). This will be better for her anyway…heavier, warmer wool (hello…Yukon).

So I settled in and knit a mitt for the left hand. Then I knit another for the left hand.  Yes, you read that right. Two mitts for the left hand.

018Argh! So I knit a third one, making sure it was for the right hand this time. But when I had it all cast off and was trying it on for appreciation size, Mr. C noticed something. One mitt was shorter than the other, which resulted in another frenzied session of ripping out and more knitting.

After several sessions in front of old Battle-Star Galactica episodes, I finally have two pairs of beautiful finger-less mitts. One pair will be winging it’s way to the Yukon shortly.

014Despite the trial my lack of attention put me through, they are nice and warm, tightly knit on small needles to keep the wind out and the heat in.

I liked knitting them so well, I thought maybe I could work on a bunch over the year and sell them at a craft fair next Christmas. Or maybe I’ll get around to opening that Etsy shop I keep threatening.

I know pricing is a huge issue and you can’t ask a price that would actually pay a living wage. But here’s a question: Assuming a person wanted to purchase a pair of hand-knit finger-less mitts made from good quality, local yarn shop wool (not acrylic stuff from WalMart), and not a cheap made-in-third-world pair bought from a big-box store (like WalMart), what would a person realistically expect to pay for a set?

I wonder if $20 is in the right ball park. Hmmmm…

(linking up with Janine for Wool on Sunday. Better late than never, eh?)

Steel cut oats in the crock pot for breakfast

Just a few minutes ago, I opened the fridge and took out a container of left over, steel-cut oatmeal.  I’d made a batch the other day; it is my favourite dead-of-winter breakfast. Stomach grumbling, I spooned out a congealed glop, added a spoonful of honey, and poured a bit of milk over.  After three minutes on reheat in the microwave, my bowl of oatmeal looked, smelled and tasted as good as it did when I spooned my first bite fresh out of the crock pot two days ago. Yes, I said crock pot!

I’ve posted this recipe before… I thought you might like to see it again. Bon Appetit!


007Everybody seems to call these by a different name. I call them steel-cut oats. I’ve also heard them called Irish oats, or groats. Here’s what they look like:

006Here’s the box they came in:

005They are creamy and chewier than rolled oats, and have a rich, nutty flavour.

003My friend Maureen gave me the recipe and I played around with it a little bit. Do you want to make some? They are easy-peesy!

008Before you go to bed, get your small (I use a 6-cup) crockpot out of the cupboard and put 3 1/2  cups of water and 1/2 cup milk into it. Pour in 1 cup of steel cut oats.Put on the lid. Plug it in and turn the setting to low. When you get up in the morning, give it a good stir and let it sit for 5 minutes while you make your coffee. Enjoy!

You can add chopped apple, some walnuts or raisins right into the pot, whatever you like. I like mine plain with a teaspoon (okay, 2 teaspoons) of brown sugar. Sometimes I throw a handful berries on top just before digging in. Delish!

In a nutshell for you:
3.5 cups water
.5 cup milk
1 cup steel cut oats
6 -cup crock pot, on low overnight.009Do you love oatmeal? What do you call them: Groats? Irish Oats? Steel-cut?