More snow. It's spring now, sort it out.

Anyway, my plan for the weekend was a simple one, to knit.

I had a few knitting projects in progress, and two I wanted to start and finish before Easter arrived, so I got my sticks out, plonked myself on the sofa, and set to it. The snow wasn't deep enough to go outside and build a snowman (or snowcat), and the wind was brutal, so what else was I to do?

I started Monkey Moo several weeks ago using an odd ball of eyelash wool I picked up for 50p in a charity shop. It's not something I've used before, and the jury is still out. Good points? No one can see any mistakes as they're hidden by the fluff. Bad points? On smaller pieces you can't see the edges to sew it up.

Words were muttered, bad words.

That said, it might be nice to use for a larger project, hence jury still sitting awkwardly on the fence, trying not to fall off.

I only had one leg left to make before I could claim a victory over this troublesome wool, I wasn't going to be defeated. I love this Monkey Moo pattern, and I think his fluffy head looks super cute (but maybe his nose isn't quite right?) but I prefer him when rendered in normal wool.

I have a lion pattern, and the mane might be a good use for the remaining wool ...?


I then turned my attention to another partially finished project and finished this pink bunny, and then started a grey one with longer, floppier ears. I want to keep them both, but they're destined to be given away as Easter gifts.


I'm now working my way through a puppy. Only half a leg and two arms to go.  I'm sticking with just one wool throughout on this one, it's a slightly textured wool and works beautifully for this pattern. I think I'm going to want to keep him as well.

Do you knit? What's on your sticks?

It was my wish at the beginning of the year to avoid that Sunday night feeling of a weekend wasted. My goal was to have a plan in place for the coming weekend by each Friday evening. This weekend, in addition to knitting and tutting at the weather, I played delivery driver for my brother, and my Dad, ate Chinese food, and enjoyed a roast chicken dinner, cooked by my husband, with his parents.

Weekend well spent.