Now, don't go panicking! This moth has no interest in munching on wool. It's one of Mr SABLE's friends and means us no harm. I'm sure he'll be on his way this evening, off to find a mate and make more moths.
BTW, it's a polyphemus moth, a giant silk moth!
Edited to add another view:
In other news, last night I finished the knitting on The Mead Scarf.
Yeah, that's a pretty uninspired photo. I'll do a better job once I get it blocked. For those who missed the details, last fall Sarah sent me a lovely skein of hand-spun alpaca for a birthday present. Eventually I decided that a very simple lace scarf would be a great use for the yarn. The pattern is just simple zig zags of eyelets running the length of the scarf. Unblocked, it measures about 57 inches. I stopped because I was getting close to a break in the yarn (I think I broke it when winding; can't remember), and I didn't want to make a splice. So, there's a wee bit left on the cone. Maybe that'll become a fair isle accent on a hat or something. I'm hoping to block it out to about 6 feet long. I have a ball of nylon twine somewhere that I used for blocking a Branching Out scarf a while back. Just got to decide where to pin it out...
Last night, in preparation for the tornado we didn't have, I also did a bunch of cleaning and rearranging in my lair, to free up some seating for my family in the event that we needed to seek shelter. And stumbled upon Scott's Tweedy Sweater, a UFO of such long duration that at times I feel I should just give up on it. But I worked several rows last night and now I can see that I'm almost up to the armhole shaping on the front and the back is already done, so I think I'll just soldier on with it. I know I have a couple of pairs of socks hanging around, too, that are within a stone's throw of being finished. I ought to dig those out and do right by them.
Meanwhile, I've been tinkering with my fair isle colors and every time I change one thing, it leads to a ripple effect that necessitates further change. Good thing I don't mind swatching. And it's always a learning experience. I've said it before, but there really is no substitute for putting together the yarns in the knitting to see how they will interact. Training and experience make me a better predictor, but I get surprises every day.
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My husband and I always used to joke about "Dane County's Weather Bubble". The sirens may go off, but chances are it skirts above or below the county.
The moth is too cool :)
That's a gorgeous moth - a Cecropia Moth, I think. Definitely not a wool-muncher, although it does coordinate nicely with that beautiful scarf.
I especially appreciated your discussion of uncovering UFO's in your lair. It makes me feel more normal. Especially with my sewing projects, I'm always uncovering something that is years old...though, often it still gets done, similar to the scenarios you described... Good luck with finishing the sweater and socks!
That moth is beautiful. I know it's harmless, but I'm sitting right by my stash as I write this, and the thought of moths in general is giving me the willies.
We had the same thing--massive warnings all day of tornadoes that never happened. I battened down the hatches, too, even bungie-cording the lid on the kids' sandbox and their toy bin. Nothing. We needed the rain, too.
It really looked like you were getting it, too, from the radar.
Gorgeous scarf. That'll block so pretty.
The moth is lovely, as was the spiderwort. Actually, I'm looking at the moth and thinking "Fair Isle colorway?" It's almost spooky how much the markings look like eyes.
Is that weather bubble what protects us as "73 miles surrounded by reality" too? (or is it 67, I can never remember). That is a wondrous moth and I can see all manner of knitters, embroiderers, painters copying it out as inpiration. Hooray for Mr. Sable!
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