That’s four dozen ears of corn (minus one. I managed to miscount when I filled my boxes during the pick-up. I hope somebody got to eat the extra) It doesn’t seem like a lot in the picture. I processed all that on Friday night by shucking them, then blanching them about five at a time, giving them an icebath, and stripping the kernels off. It took less time than expected, and now I have frozen corn for the rest of the year. It would all have been fine, except that I hate shucking corn. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because the cornsilk gets everywhere? But, yeah, not my favourite. That, peeling potatoes, and making salad. I don’t mind any other cooking prep work, but those three make me crazy. I have no rational explanation. Anyway. Now I have corn. And we’ve been eating the other dozen slowly, in the form of corn on the cob and corn fritters. I have a few left. Corn chowder, maybe?
And socks, but I don’t get to keep them:
I love them! I told Dr. Thingo last night that I’m sad this project is done, because I really loved working on it.
I loved seeing how the yarn subtly changed as I worked. There are no repeats, as far as I can tell, or the pattern is just way longer than the length of these socks, I guess because it’s the plies that are changing, rather than the yarn. They’re lovely. I hate to give them away. Well, not too much – it’s seven mismatched socks that are too small for me and too big for my kids. Still.
This is Zebula’s favourite (’cause it’s pink and purple, natch!) I just couldn’t get the camera to capture the loveliness. But it still looks nice.
Oh, and the yarn is called Kroy Colour FX. I don’t know if I’ve just publicly outed something that’s supposed to be a secret. But I figure any publicity is good publicity, especially if it’s free. Dr. Thingo thinks I’m crazy for waxing rhapsodic about this yarn at every opportunity. But, damn it, it’s pretty!