I weaved in the last of the yarn tails of the Maple Tree Scarf today. I don't think I have ever been this glad to be done with a knit. Knitting this scarf was a lot like digging the Panama Canal with a spoon--it went on forever. Not that I didn't have fun planning the colors and counting the garter ridges and figuring out how to note things that I thought needed noting, I did all those things. It's just that now I have 150 inches of scarf and I'm not real sure what to do with it. Can I figure out a way to wear it that doesn't endanger my neck a la Isadora Duncan? We shall see.
I commented to DD when they were here that HZ asked me to make her a few new dishcloths so I was in the market for a pattern. DD said that she is fond of a Tunisian short-row crocheted cloth and offered to show me how to make one. I figured I could work it out for myself and it turns out I was right. I dug out the yarn and an afghan hook, printed off the pattern, and set to work. It's quick and easy and I really like the way it looks.