Yep, I was too lazy to actually come up with a title for this post. Sorry.
Remember George, the yarn I spun not too long ago? (named by Cookie - it's there in the comments. Oh my gosh, that was over a month ago...). I sent him off to a friend in Missouri in exchange for some fresh lavender and guess what came in the mail today!
The front was even more beautifully decorated, but I thought it would be weird if I shared both of our mailing addresses on my blog, so you don't get to see that.
There was more than lavender in this box, let me tell you. In fact, said friend did a very thorough blog post about everything inside, so I'll direct y'all over to his blog to read about it.
In summary, there's a 1/2 pound bag of Icelandic top that he would like me to spin for him, two satchels of lavender, 1 of silver lemon thyme (very delicious smelling), 5 little skeins of cotton yarn, 2 balls of laceweight wool, and an adorable little cat named Pierre who wanted to come visit. He'll be making appearances around the blog from now on, so keep an eye out for him. Thanks KnittaPrince!
In other news, I spent the past weekend house-sitting a very large mansion. (They like people to be there so that no one tries to break in. You know, just in case they get past the gate, the security alarm, and the security cameras installed throughout the house and yards.) Anyway, this house is large and creepy. This thing freaked me out the most:
I walk past that staircase a lot and rarely have the lights on in that part of the house, so I would always see this mannequin out of the corner of my eye, in the dark, and I think it gave me a heart attack every single time I saw it.
While I was at the house this weekend, I made Delain a sleeve. The air conditioning is always freezing in that house and I thought Delain might get cold. Aren't I thoughtful?
I feel really cool when I wear him like this. (Yes, I'm joking.)
...and sadly, also while house-sitting, I watched what I presume to be the last rose of summer come and go.
I don't think it's a good sign that I'm already sad to see the coming of Winter (yes, I know Fall has to happen first, but really that's just a mild extension of winter here...). I don't think I'm going to be a happy camper come colder weather.