Lemon in Action

For a blog named after her, she hasn’t been making too many appearances.

I think it’s time for some Lemon!

I actually took my camera outside to photograph flowers for Texture Tuesday, but nothing is really in full bloom anymore, and all of the flowers seem to be on the downward side of their cycle.  So, I decided to practice some action photography.  At first, I couldn’t understand why my focus was all screwed up – my shutter was set to a pretty fast speed, I had my ISO up.  But, oh yeah, the target is moving – and the focus has to move too.  Then, I remembered that the Canon 7D has several focusing modes (duh, that’s why I bought the darn thing, so I would have more control – it’s amazing how lazy I’ve gotten), and if you switch your focus mode from One Shot to AI Servo mode – this allows you to shoot a moving target.  You focus on the subject, and then as the subject moves, the Canon will compensate, and continue to focus as the target jumps and moves around.

So, here’s Lemon playing ball.  The focus still isn’t perfect, not because I hadn’t figured out the AI Servo mode, but because it was really too dark to be relying on such a fast shutter speed.  But, they’re still Lemon!


She’s so spry, our girl!

And no one is getting their hands on her ball –

Lemon is So Ready for Halloween!!!

Lemon is a werewolf 

Look – she’s a werewolf!!

Yep, another iPhone app – iMut8r!  Turn you, your hubby, your boss, anyone (including your dog) into a ghoul, a witch, a vampire. 

I am going to have so much fun with this!

Authentic fun, of course!

{101/365} – Fall Means Baseball!

The theme for Picture Fall Day 7 is After the Fall, but I’ve taken so many pictures of leaves and acorns, and pumpkins, I don’t know if I’m going to do it.  So, I’m substituting day 7 with baseball!  And Lemon is ready for some baseball!!!!


I’m ready for the game!


What do you mean Roy pitched a no-hitter and we didn’t watch it because you were working at the yarn store????



Lemon dreams of the World Series.  She is reflective about our chances.

The State of the Starmore (s)

Stardate May 7, 2010, Knitter’s Log 2 – In honor of Mother’s Day, or just in the course of normal knitting insanity, I cast on another Starmore – a Jade Starmore – and now have mother and daughter on needles. 

First, Mama Starmore – no pictures – it’s too sad.  On Sunday night, just as I planned, I dumped Thoroughbreds on our bed, much to the chagrin of my husband, and began the sorting process.  I picked up each ball, and yelled at it ‘Tell me your name, dammit – are you Turf?  Mooskit?  Tell me, or die!!!!”  Anyway, not shockingly, the ballbandless blobs did not speak up, and I abandoned that line of attack.  I would just figure it out as I went – one color at a time.

So, I started to knit – ok, easy peasy – the first colors were already on the needles, and from looking back, and looking at the tails, I could move on to the next color.  But after the first row, something just felt off – and then I remembered the stitch count problem.  So, I counted.

And, I counted again.

And, one final time.

Drat.  I had only done the armhole decreases on one side of the vest – for 2.5 inches.  No wonder I put it down. 

Let the ripping begin.

And that is why there is no picture of my ripped back Starmore.  But, at least it’s fixed, and hopefully, I’ll start knitting it again before Starmortis once again sinks in.

Now to the daughter, Jade, and Persian Tiles.  Persian Tiles Wrap is from Jade’s book, A Collector’s Item, a collection of knitting designs inspired by the Glasgow Museum’s Burrell Collection, a collection of 9000 works of art, including tapestries, paintings, stained glass, and scupltures, among other things.   Unlike other Starmore’s, this design, a two colored Fair Isle, is meant to be personalized, in fact on the Virtual Yarns website, she says,

 “Here is a very quick and very easy way to add combinations of our Hebridean colours to a home. The example shown here, in Spindrift and Solan Goose, is a subtle take on my original version. I made it to go with the blonde sanded floorboards in my living room. However, you can choose our colours to give many different effects. I know of a deep green leather couch that is beautifully graced by a pair of Persian Tiles cushions in Red Deer and Calluna. Just choose your mood. An amendment is provided to be used in conjunction with the book.”


Choose your own colors?!? Sweet!  Of course, she does recommend choosing Virtual Yarns colors, but eh, at least I know longer have to worry is a Starmore still a Starmore when it’s no longer a Starmore, not that I had been planning on worrying about that, really truly deeply.

Choosing two colors was hard for me – I’m not a colorist.   I even bought a color wheel to help me out, but then I couldn’t figure out which arrow went with which star that went with which triangle.  I spent at least 45 minutes at the Davidson‘s booth at Maryland Sheep and Wool, putting every color on the shelf together with a pair.  First, I settled on a rich, dark ocean blue, and a lighter blue, but I was afraid that they wouldn’t read.  So, I asked the woman who was manning the booth what she thought, and she thought I needed something that popped – like yellow.  I immediately said, uch, I don’t want it to look like I went to Michigan – and oops, then noticed she was wearing a Michigan t-shirt.  Oh well.  No yellow.  A slinked away, and eventually picked these two colors:

Burgundy, and

And Bayberry.

Anyway, so here’s almost the first repeat of the fifty row, fifty stitch pattern repeat –

It’s a surpringsly easy knit – it’s a long repeat, but the pattern is symmetrical, so once you go up the row, down the row is just backwards.  I’m not catching my floats in the back, first because I’m lazy, and second, because I knit fair isle with one hand, and pick and throw my yarn, so I don’t naturally carry the yarn behind the work.  Because there are some 15 stitch floats, I’m probably going to have to line the thing if I ever finish it – oh, I’m sorry WHEN I finish it, righto.

Yarn for Persian Tiles was my goal at Sheep and Wool, but of course, I had to go off plan, and buy a few things here and there.  Usually a few things means 10 things, but this year I was pretty good – this is the rest of my haul –

I’m not sure what the skein on the left is, but the center skein is Creatively Dyed, and the 2 on the right, are Miss Babs.  And, from this little gathering of fingering and laceweight will spring Haruni, Juneberry Triangle (if I can ever get my hands on the pattern – it’s backordered everywhere!), and something else.

So, are you a bit tired of my muddy pictures?  I am – and I’m going to take another crack at Photoshop.  I found this online course, so we’ll see how it goes. 

And how goes Lemon – my husband sent this picture from his new camera phone –

It’s nice to be Lemon, and hang on the deck all day!

Have a good weekend everyone, and have a Happy Mother’s Day – and go on, do it – cast on a mother daughter team!

Finished Object Friday and a New Adventure

Yeah! Paper Dolls is Finished!!! After a few reknits (a little pattern tinkering by the designer, but no biggie – all is well!) of the yoke, and a bit of nervous nilliness that I might run out of yarn (definitely unnecessary worry – I had at least half a skein of yarn leftover), I can say I’m very pleased with the end result.


I don’t know why I’m attracted to the paper dolls.  I had paper dolls as a child, but they were Shirley Temple dolls, with miscellaneous costumes from her movies — the sailor outfit from The Good Ship Lollipop, the overalls from Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, the rags from The Little Princess.  In fact, I never much liked dolls at all as a child – all I wanted to do with my Barbie’s was make them ride this plastic horse I had — needless to say, my Barbies suffered many a broken hip, and all of them had nails in their sides where my dad had performed surgery.  And, I never spent my time carefully cutting teeny tiny cracks and crevices to form interlinking arms, bobbing heads, and triangle skirts.  Maybe its the appearance of dancing, and lightheartedness that I’m attracted to – but for whatever reason, this was a must knit, and I’m sure will turn into a favorite wear.


The yarn is O-Wool’s fingering weight merino.  The only thing I can say about this yarn is that it’s truly lovely.  The fabric is soft, it has a nice drape to it, and like it’s bulky cousin that I knit my Owls sweater in, it’s just a treat to wear.


The contrasting colors are Fibre Company’s Canopy (the light pinky purple) and Koigu KPPPM (the plum).  I was a little nervous about how the Koigu would blend with the O-Wool, but in the end it all worked out – and the odd man out was kind of the Canopy — which is also a decadent yarn, but it’s a blend of fibers, so it was not quite a perfect fit with the O-wool and the Koigu, two merinos, but it all worked out.  If I had to do it over again, I probably would go for another sturdier merino as the lighter contrasting color, only because I think the i-cord cast-on would have been a bit firmer, not so loose. 


So, what’s next??? 


I think that darn lion got to me – because I’m going on Safari.


Too Africa.


On the African Adventure Afghan!dolliewollieadventure 

Thanks Dolliewollie for letting me post a picture of your fantastic Afghan!


The African Adventure is a patchwork knit quilt designed by Horst Shultz.  This quilt, not found in either of his books, grew out of workshop he gave in 2000, and the pattern was not available until someone on Ravelry managed to track down the elusive, computerless Mr. Shultz, and obtain permission to publish the pattern on Ravelry.  If you’re interested, you can go to the Horst Shultz fan club group on Ravelry, and under the group pages is a link the pdf “pattern” and notes on knitting and construction.  The Ravelry Group is moderated by RickeScott, who details his adventure/obsession with this pattern here


I’ve always wanted to quilt – but the problem is, I don’t know how to sew.  Quite a problem!  So, to quilt, not only would I have to learn how to work my sewing machine, I ‘d have to learn to sew proficiently.  That means I would have to sew other things in order to get to the quilting, and I don’t really have any interest in sewing other things – so, this pattern seems like a good idea to dive right into quilting, and color.


The pattern is a crazy concoction of bows,













That link together like puzzle pieces, and eventually get joined together with a snake like slip stitch border.

And, to add to the madness, I’m using a ridiculously expensive yarn (not ridiculously expensive if you’re knitting something normal size – just ridiculous for a project THIS size), Fibre Company’s Organik.



So, wish me luck on my Safari – there may be no lions and tigers and bears oh my – but there will be miles and miles of yarn, oh no!


And, in p1000399other news – Lemon survived her spaying surgery yesterday, that’s our girl!  She was a trooper.  When she didn’t spring into puppy action after about five hours, I called my famous dog whisperer Knitty D who assured me that Lemon would be just fine.  And, this morning, although a little slow, she was her perfect puppy self.

Define It! My Big Word

For anyone who has read the “About” section of this site, you will know that AFTER I cleverly named the blog Lemontines, I googled “lemontine” for “shits” and giggles, and found a rather, nasty definition of “Lemontine” in the Urban Dictionary (Ok, I won’t make you click on the link – it means “crap stains in one’s pants.”)  Whatever, like many Urban-adages out there, I chose to ignore it.


But, I’m a woman of action – not an ignorer!   A changer!   A reformer! and I have now, courtesy of The Big Word Project, a viral marketing campaign to redefine the dictionary, redefined Lemontine, and restored it to its proper place in the modern lexicon.  For $1 per letter, you can purchase a word, and link it back to your blog, so that your blog now becomes the “definition” of the word.   A “lemontine” is once again a whimsical product of an overactive imagination (or an imagination with too much time on its hands), generally in the form of  a blog post. 


The Big Word Project is  the brainchild of  Paddy Donnelly and Lee Munroe,  “two Masters students from Northern Ireland, who are exploring what different words mean to different people.”  Big Word’s homepage is a cloud of words, and each word sends you off into a new worldwide web vocabulary.  So, I took “the dictionary” for a test drive.  Being the legal scholar that I am, I clicked on “Constitution.”  Does it send me to the official site of the United States Supreme Court?  Or perhaps the ACLU?  Or horrors, does it go to Ann Coulter’s personal blog?  Maybe – if it’s in Polish – or what I think is Polish – Konstytucja.info .   Quite right, don’t you think – why should the United States Constitution be the global definition of “constitution?”  Then, I tried “abba.”  Was this abba the “rock” band?  Abba, as in abba dabba do and Fred Flintstone.  No, it’s Abba as in The Springfield Reader, and “independent voice of Springfield, IL.”  Hmmmm  . . .


Ok, so maybe The Big Word Project is not so much a project at all, but a big springboard for advertising.  And maybe my $9  didn’t go to changing, reforming and fixing online misconceptions about the meaning of Lemontine, it probably funded Paddy and Lee’s St. Patrick’s Day celebration.  But, maybe that’s all that “defining” is – advertising.  I can advertise away the “skid marks,” “track stains,” and make it into something fresh and lovely – like my little puppy.


Perfect opportunity for a gratuitous puppy shot!




I’m sure that $9 is going to go a long way in preserving our puppy’s very ladylike reputation. No shit stains on her, no sir.

Hmmm, maybe I should redefine “crap stain” and direct it to the Urban Dictionary? That would be another well-spent $9.

Lemon’s a Big Girl Now!


Happy 6-Month Birthday, Lemon!!

joeinhouseNow that you’re six months old, it’s time you had a big girl bed.  So, for your birthday, we bought you a new house.


I know, I know, it doesn’t look like a house, it looks like a box, but you’re gonna love it!











Really, really, it’s awesome in here – it’s like a big playpen! 









See, it’s pretty cool – you have room for all of your toys, your bones, and your daddy! 













See, I told you you’d be really happy here!

Whimsical Knits on a Whimsy Day

A snow day! Excellent!  I haven’t had one of those in at least 10 years.  For me to have a snow day, the city must close.  To his credit, and perhaps his only credit, in two terms, Mayor Street never shut down the court system.  And, even though public schools and Catholic schools were called the night before, I was still surprised to get the call at 6:00 a.m.  Frankly, after John Bolaris misfired with the Great Storm of the Century back in 2001, I’m very skeptical whenever there’s even a hint of  a snow day. 


When I was little, a snow day was not a delightful surprise.  It was a right – school kids had a right to have a snow day every few weeks or so – it was as if it were a scheduled vacation, and I would not be denied.  If there was even a possibility of no school, I would get myself so pysched up to stay home and play that if we actually had school, the disappointment manifested in a crazy insane temper tantrum following the failure of a sick out attempt. 


So, in actuality, I have John Bolaris to thank for the return of the thrill of the snow day, because in crushing any faith I had in weather prediction, his sky is falling routine, and the panic that ensued – do you know how many canned goods I ended up with in my pantry!!! –returned the snow day to its rightful position on the calendar – a true surprise and a definite treat. 


You’ll notice, there will be no pictures of snow in this post-snow day wrap up post – because I didn’t venture outside all day, well at least beyond the front step to let Lemon out – who was not thrilled at all about her “bathroom” conditions.  Can you imagine if you had poop/pee on a sheet of ice, and a pile of snow.  Can’t blame her.


No, while Joe  and his son, Joey, played Kill Zone all day,anxiously awaiting today’s release of Halo Wars, I spent the day snuggled with the puppy, alternating between my Kindle, my knitting, and a little nappy nappy.











And, at the end of the day, I had this:

This is Ysolde Teague’s Ishbel from her Whimsical Little Knits Collection.  And, what could more perfect than a whimsical knit on snowy day?


I knit Ishbel with Blue Moon’s Socks That Rock in Rhode Island Red (the last full skein on the right, the sixth skein in from the left).  If you will recall, back in 2006, Knitty D and I went a little bit crazy with our STR purchases – and what have I knit from them – nothing – these six skeins remind me of my hamsters that I had  in college. 


I bought a hamster, thinking I only needed one hamster (when I really wanted a dog, but couldn’t have a dog) – and then I found at the thing was pregnant when squishy bloody thingies started coming out of her.  One baby ended up lame, and needed it’s own cage because the other babies picked on it.  Then, after about a week, Mamma Hamster decided she didn’t want to feed her babies, rather she wanted to eat them – so those five got their own cage.  So, after several months of having three cages of hamsters, those smelly, yucky mice-like creatures were  finally hairy enough to leave my nest.  Two went to sorority sisters, and the rest went back to the store.  When I handed the cage to the store manager, she dropped the cage, the cage collapsed, smooshing and killing the hamsters.  My sorority sisters put both hamsters in a plastic ball, and they got into a fight, killing each other.  So, none of the hamsters survived.  What does this have to do with Socks That Rock – nothing really, except these six skeins got under my skin like those six dead hamsters – what a waste!  Wasted yarn, dead hamsters – my mind does work in mysterious ways.  Anyway, I ended up gifting a couple of them (the yarn, not the dead hamsters), I think, but I still had a drawerful languishing – since I had even more STRs from the Sock Club – from which I didn’t knit any socks.


So, when this pretty little pattern came out – requiring only 360 yards of fingering weight yarn, even though I didn’t really care if I knit it (not that it isn’t a pretty pattern, its just that I don’t really where little scrafy kerchief things)  – it seemed  like a good use of the yarn.  And, voila – unlike my yucky Swallowtail (see below – and by the way, I forgot to mention in that post that another reason why I can’t wear it is not only because it’s ugly, but because washing/blocking did nothing to the texture/feel – it still feels/smells like sheep – dirty), this was the perfect marriage of yarn and pattern – and it’s as lovely as whimsical snowflake.lemonsleeping                                        

Can’t you tell, Lemon thought so too?

America’s First Dog

First Poodle?  Portuguese waterdog, smudderdog, that’s a poodle.  No, no, no!

The only appropriate choice for First Dog, is of course, the Boston Terrier, because it truly is America’s first breed – a true American concoction, bred from a cross between an English Bulldog and a white English Terrier. This dog symbolizes the American immigrant experience. First a fighter, now the quintessential “American Gentleman,” the Boston Terrier is intelligent, self-sufficient, yet charming, affectionate, and of course, very talented.  Apple pie, pizza, french fries and chicken soup all rolled into one.  And that allergy Malia suffers from?  Nonsense.  Suck it for the right dog.



(Well, a Boston Terrier like Lemon – Lemon doesn’t need the White House, she has us!)