The first real snow of the year was today–by “real,” I mean the snow actually stayed on the ground for more than a few minutes. It seemed like a good time to take some pictures of my finished You Bastard camel scarf. (Click on that link if you missed the earlier posts and want to know why it’s called You Bastard.)

you bastard scarf closeup


you bastard scarf

you bastard scarf


scarf on head

Pattern: My own–mistake rib worked on 27 stitches

Yarn used: 2 skeins Karabella Camissimo, currently $6 per camelicious skein from School Products, color 18109

Needles used: US size 10.5/6.50 mm

Started: December 3, 2007

Finished: December 5, 2007

Size: 7″ x 55″, pre-blocking, 7″ x 72″, post-blocking (that’s a lot of extra length! Wow.)

Notes: It doesn’t look like much, but it’s really soft and fluffy. So soft and fluffy, in fact, that I decided to rejigger my holiday gifting plans and give this to my grandma, who will probably really appreciate something else warm and cuddly, rather than my dad, who will probably receive a more interesting-looking scarf of some kind.

I will not, however, tell her what I named this project.

The photos from a sunnier clime were taken in 2002 at the Benicia Camel Races, which, in addition to adults trying to ride angry camels, also featured a children’s emu race. This was one of the most hilarious events I have ever seen in my entire life. The emus could run much faster than the children who were nominally herding them towards the finish line with their brooms, and the emus, with their pea-sized brains, were having a really hard time figuring out what was going on. So usually the emus would eventually turn around and run back after the children, who would drop their brooms and scream. The emus would be puzzled and frightened by this, and turn and run back towards the finish line again for a few feet, stop, look around, turn and run back the other way… eventually, I’m sure one or two of the emus finished the race, and a good time was had by all those who were not permanently psychologically scarred by the experience.

Just so it’s not all snow and beige drabness, here’s a picture of the Plymouth Boku Hyphening* mitts I’m making for my friend Ken.

As I related in earlier posts, I ran out of yarn while I was making these in New York, and made them shorter in a desperate attempt to squeeze two mitts out of one skein of yarn, but failed. Now that I’m back home with my Boku scrap stash, I just need to insert afterthought thumbs and weave in the ends, and they’ll be done.

*Get it? Like Dashing, but shorter? hyuk hyuk.