Timestep29 told me that the fellow who sings about the freakin’ weekend (and presumably all the rest of the salacious stuff we listen to in cardiopump) is named R. Kelly, and that he had composed an opera. I was enormously excited about this. Just the thought of an opera by this guy was so astounding that I immediately (well, after thanking Timestep) googled it, in hopes of finding some arias about taking off all one’s clothes because it was getting hot on the dance floor. Something like Rigoletto, maybe, with overtones of Carmina Burana.

Imagine my dismay when I learned that it was actually a soap opera. Not the same thing at all. My eyes must have slipped right over the “soap” part.

Ah, well, into every life a little rain must fall.

On the plus side, I finished the back of the Regal Orchid Jasmine.

(This is, for any knitter who happens by, Elsebeth Lavold’s “Jasmine” from the Summer Breeze Collection, in Endless Summer Luna, color Regal Orchid, on #2 circular needles.)

Here you see it blocking. There are different views of blocking. Some fully wash and block their swatches. Some only block finished garments. Some don’t block at all. I’m blocking this because of the lace, and because I want to be sure to have accurate sizing. Since it is not for me, I don’t have the option of trying it on when it’s finished and then adjusting. But I still just dampen it and pin it out on a towel. The white thing in the picture is a sweater of the proper size, for comparison — a helpful thing to have on hand when blocking.

Here I hope you can see the lace. It is a nice little leaf lace, not so delicate as to look silly in this DK weight yarn, but enough to make the sweater special.

I have read the term “moose lace” for lace made in heavier than lace weight yarns. I like it, myself. The edge stitches and the row of yarnovers right beside them should make this a nice detail at the seam, without making the wearer feel like her bra strap is showing.

The pattern did not say to switch back to the smaller needles for the ribbing, but I did. Ribbing, especially in cotton, has a tendency to splay out instead of drawing in. So I did the last seven rows on #1 needles. In theory, I could have continued the lace on the #2s while ribbing with the 1s, but I did not. This gives a firmer edge, which is good, but does not, I think, interfere with the pattern.

It would be nice, too, to put the lace stitches on stitch holders and do the ribbing, and then continue the lace up into straps, grafting them at the shoulder. That would be a pretty sleeveless top, and not a difficult adaptation.

Here you can see how the lace forms the raglan edge.

Usually, when I make a raglan sweater, I do it in one piece. But the Brooklyn jacket I made last year was a sewn-together raglan, and it came out very well, so I have high hopes of this one.

The Poster Queen sent me one of those forwarded messages that starts out “You know you are…” It pointed out that our state has four seasons: Nearly Summer, Summer, Still Summer, and Football.  This seems very close to the truth.

Here are my irises, arguing in favor of the existence of spring.

Spring is sort of chancy here, though. We think we see it coming, we watch for it over the horizon. Most of us have shivered our way through outdoor Easter services in spring dresses and long underwear.

Then we see it coming, and even see it burst forth in forsythia and bulbs and blossoming trees. Everyone is happy. Spring is here!

The next day, it is 96 degrees, the pansies (winter flowers, here) behave as though someone stuck them into an oven, and spring is over.

From then on, it is Nearly Summer. And I guess it is that now, with a corner of my garden beginning to bloom. (Well, yes, I still have lots of phlox, bless its heart, but for some reason it doesn’t count as much. I didn’t even put it in the picture.)

I wish I could take flower pictures like KaliMama or Rosalyne01. It might improve my flower pictures, I suppose, if I waited until the sun was actually up instead of sneaking out in my nightgown first thing in the morning to check on them. But I digress.

Having had just spring (e.e.cummings) and being now well into Nearly Summer, I am glad to be knitting cotton, and I hope that M will be able to wear her sweater when I finish it in May. She lives in another state, and I hear that it has been unseasonably cold and damp there. There will of course be plenty of opportunities to wear it over the years, and it should be just right for evenings on the beach at any time of year, but I am hoping to speed up on it anyway.