Velcro season has arrived!

 It's finally that time of year: Velcro Season! And what is Velcro Season? It's the season of flannel sheets, flannel comforter cover, and flannel nighties.  You cannot roll over in bed when everything is flannel. Trust me. Flannel sticks to itself. So if you want to roll over, you have to do it aerobically. Lift your body, twist in the air, and then plop down. 

It's a cozy, delicious way to sleep. About as hygge as you can get. But you can't roll over. 

Here's what else you need to think about. Today I put on the flannel sheets and wanted to put the cover on my comforter. Sigh. the dopey cover stuck to the sheet. Got it on anyway, but it was interesting. 

And in honor of Velcro Season, here is one of my favorite quilts. Not flannel, thank goodness.

It's a bit darker than the picture. Can't remember when I made it. It's been around for a few years. Mindlessly dopey to make, which is my kind of quilt. I really should use this pattern again. 

And speaking of quilts, here are 4 blocks in an upcoming quilt.

Again, a bit darker in real life. Each block will have a border that will contrast with the outer triangles. I've done this design a few times, and each time, the quilt is really pretty.

And that's it. Knitting is proceeding as usual, but I have no good pictures to share. I'm working on yet another Rauma little sweater. I love these lightweight pullovers. They are perfect for fall temps. Not warm enough in winter, but great right now.

I sleep with a radiator!

I do, I really do. The Hubbo is a human radiator! The man gives off more heat than you can imagine. I go to bed later than he does, and when I climb in, I snorkel up to him to get all that residual heat. You can feel the heat 2 inches away from his body. This is stupendous in winter. Between the flannel effect and the Hubbo, I sleep in a warm, cozy nest.

Half of him is under the covers, and the other half is on top. I can't figure this out. Does this somehow equalize the heat effect?

Me, I cocoon in a tiny spot with my feet (in woolly socks of course) tucked into my flannel nightie, and then wrapped up in those flannel sheets and under the flannel-wrapped down comforter. This is great until the bathroom calls. You try to get yourself out of this cave at a reasonable speed. The velcro, the cocoon, the tootsies tucked in: arrgh. So I say to myself: "Self, you've gotta go." And I answer myself: "Yeah, so? How are you ever going to extricate yourself from the bed straightjacket?" Eventually, with much moaning and groaning, I get up, do my thing, and then futz on the computer. The radiator, on the other hand, just rolls out of bed. What's wrong with this picture?

I'm about to write up a freebie sock pattern. How come it's so much easier to knit the sock than to write about it?

I just got finished dyeing 4 skeins of yarn: 2 for Best Friend for a shawl, and 2 for etsy sale. Not much is going on in my etsy world this month. Folks are so busy with holiday stuff, that we smaller indie dyers can nap around now. I figured that December would be very slow, and I'm hoping that January will pick up. Online retail is fascinating for me, given that I worked my entire career in a public library. At any rate, I'm happily dyeing some neat stuff, and I'll post it probably after Christmas, unless someone screams to see the yarns. If you scream, I'll post.