I did get the clogs all finished up and ready to felt, but they haven’t had their bath yet.

I’m still feeling ill, but I think it might be dehydration like Kristy mentioned in the comments yesterday. On Tuesday, when I started to have a relapse, I was overwhelmingly craving water, almost to a panic level. I’ve been drinking fluids, but maybe I’m not caught up yet.

So, I’m helping out at the school today. This is our little lunch break between classrooms.

When I was knitting the clogs this week and found dyed straw in the Lamb’s Pride, I was reminded of how frequently I find undyed vegetable matter in dyed yarns. How does that work? Do they toss the dyed yarn back into the barn to pick up an essence of its origin? I don’t get it.

And for grins, I timed myself on the second clog. Size women’s large. The first sole took 35 minutes, the upper part took an hour, and I lost track at the cuff and second sole, because Nate started reading this book to me and I was laughing so hard I couldn’t see. Then my friend Michal stopped by at 10 o’clock at night (whenever the phone or doorbell rings after what are considered to be “polite” calling hours, I have learned not to panic, because it is most likely Michal. She’s a night owl. Now it’s funny.) to pawn off her ice cream because her husband is on a new diet and she doesn’t want it in her freezer.

So I lost track. But still, an hour and 35 minutes to the cuff is pretty cool. And I’m not a particularly fast knitter, it’s just a really quick pattern.