There's been much talk lately about the high number of knitters who also have cats. Not just have cats, mind you, but pretty much shape their lives around them. I do my part with my beloved Casey, shown here on his Colinette blanket (which used to be a sweater before I took all the pieces apart). What can I say, it looked better on him anyway.

My, my, my, Clara's Window has been silent for longer than I thought. I've been consumed by a combination of total overwhelm and summer bliss. After months of still silence, the rich sounds of crickets and birds and the rustling of leaves is pure intoxication at its best. It's putting me to sleep just thinking about it. Then there's been that little issue of packing up the KR Cards (all 20,000 of them) into their tidy, attractive little boxes. Let's just say I'm getting verrrrrry good at counting from one to ten. And THEN we had to scrap our original shopping cart system after six weeks of trying to fix it for the vendor. We're starting from scratch with a fine group of folks in Australia, of all places. The software is beautiful, as are the knitting-themed Limoges boxes that just arrived from France. Oh yes, did I mention that the boutique will also have a "items you don't need but are dying to have anyway" collectibles section? Enough about that boutique.

A few weekends ago I went to the Maine Fiber Frolic, a small but endearing affair here in black fly country, and came home with bags and bags of delicious angora blends. As you can imagine, it was necessary to throw aside all other obligations and whip up a test skein, which you see here, freshly plied, on my favorite niddy noddy. I like this stuff so much that even my cat - yes, the mighty Casey - was starting to get jealous.

And finally, on the knitting front, I discovered a half-finished pair of Lorna's Laces socks in one of my yarn baskets (pictured here) and have been enjoying the instant gratification of finishing them. Proof once again that leaving projects unfinished can actually be a wonderful thing. It may take a few years, but you'll eventually rediscover them with great glee.