Summer is already flying by at a whirlwind speed. I've been in Colorado for nearly a week now, first for a wedding, then to do dissertation research in the CU archives in Boulder. Along the way, here and there, I've been pulling out my shawl and making progress on the lace border, now 2/3 finished ...
This is the shawl that I cast on during the Grand Canyon roadtrip. It's in fawn alpaca, with a deep crescent shape and a filagree border that is knitted on at the end. It's hard to see now in its unfinished, unblocked state, but it's meant to be my homage to the cactus wren. (I'll tell you the whole story when it's finished.)
Here in Colorado, though, what it really evokes is teasel, which grows with weedy abandon in roadsides and meadows.
By the way, did you know that teasel has a history in fiber processing? Apparently the dried flower heads were used as primitive carders.
One last comical story before I sign off and start my drive back to Taos. Mountain Man and I went for a hike in the mountains above Boulder the other evening, and look what curiosity greeted us on the trail:
Yes, that is a man hiking with his pet goat, who, by the way, is outfitted with custom leather saddlebags. We chatted with him about it for a few minutes, took photos of the goat, and smiled all the rest of the hike.