The babies are keeping me busy. Those people who warned me that ducks were messy totally weren't kidding. Despite being very little (though growing at a rate that is nothing short of alarming) and securely contained in a box in my studio (the bathroom was just too cold), they are nevertheless managing to spread the love far and wide. The entire room is being slowly coated in flicked chick feed (ducks like to grab a mouthful of feed, a sip of water and then flick it all as far as they possibly can, because they are inherently delinquent). I may have to sandblast the walls when this is over.
When they're not desecrating my studio space (and let me quickly assure you that my fabrics have been temporarily relocated), they sleep and grow. Asleep, they're cute enough to break your heart. I've been trying to photograph them in repose, but not a chance. Little Edie is as sharp as a tack, and will spring to life at the slightest movement that she doesn't consider normal, which is pretty much everything. Candy Darling would probably sleep through The Apocalypse unless kicked awake, but Edie's happy to oblige.
Anyway, when I'm not cleaning up after ducklings, I have been knitting again.
and y'know, one thing led to another and in the end, Mary bought the yarn, and I'm knitting it up.
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The yarn I'm using is from Bendigo Woollen Mills, and it's 12 ply (the Lionbrand yarn is much thicker), so I've had to fiddle with the pattern quite a bit to get it all how I want it. There are, predictably, quite a few more stitches involved as a consequence, but it wouldn't be a genuine Poppalina Creation without me making things as hard for myself as I possibly can. Kapinny will readily verify this.
That said, it's looking beautiful and is an absolute pleasure to knit. It's been decades since I worked in 12 ply, or knitted cables. I really should do it more often. Complex enough to keep you interested, but not so complex that you can't give your full attention to a good Turner Classic Movie, or twenty...
Here's to ducks and rain and big, chunky knitting.
Oh. And to Irving Thalberg. Such a big output for so short a life. Amazing.
I'm quietly working my way through his catalogue.