Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the jasmine in my mind.

As previously shared, the warm summer months tend to leave me lacking in inspiration to knit things.  Nothing I like to knit is to be worn in the summertime.  So, like a true procrastinator, I like to save the bulk of my knitting for the days when the early morning air is ominously chilly.  I need this reminder of the imminent cold snap to snap me out of daydreaming about squirrels and canoeing, and to inspire me to get to the getting on fall and winterwear.  It's like a race to see if I'll finish things before my appendages and the appendages of those I care about fall off from frostbite.  It's all very exciting.  Necessity.  Mother of invention.  That old chestnut.

However, I found myself this summer continually thinking of one of those such someones I care about & wishing I had gotten one more knitted thing sent off through the snail mail before the season for knittings wound down.  Thus, I did a rare thing and got summertime crafty.  The search for a non-wearable knit sent me down a solitary path toward kitchen accessories.  Some other crafty skills were dusted off along the way, namely crochet and embroidery, to complete the ensemble.  As this friend has one of the best senses of humour of anyone I know, it was a delight to make some custom kitchen things for her based on inside jokes and some hilarity that has been brought to my life by her (Cherie) and also by my dear Wild Norrberries.  (Hi Ash!)

Please enjoy the before and after below.

Somehow this after photo looks a little worse for wear after its drive down the information superhighway, so I'll just tell you that it contains crocheted dish scrubbers, knitted dish rags, embroidered tea towels which say "we say crumbs now" and "someone in SD buffaluffs me", and a copy of Who Pooped in the Black Hills (for good measure).