For the look of Relax in a worsted weight yarn, take a look at Worsted Boxy.

My Head I Bangeth Against the Wall

Dear Kay,
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I am struck how very like a voodoo doll ol’ Splash looks as I pin up that last sleeve. I promise not to post any more pictures of this until I’m WEARING it–it’s not like this is some 31-color Starmore Fair Isle. “Gee, Ann. Great stockinette.”
In another, more dreadful direction, I have begun the Birch knitalong that so many of our fellow Rowanettes are cursing through over at the Rowan International message board. For those not following this, Birch is a shawl, a fluffy mohair shawl with a pretty little leaf pattern. In Rowanland, you wear it with lots of stripes. There is a Danish grad student named Thomas who is a ferocious lace knitter and possibly the only dude on the whole Rowan board. He’s leading the knitalong for Birch, and so far there have been a few cheerful participants, like that Emma who knits in her sleep. “Easy pattern!” I think she said. But many, many have stepped up to the task and been swacked back like so many gnats.
I’m one of them. Here, for posterity, is the cast-on and Row Number One of Birch, 299 stitches knitted with what is basically hair:
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I am pretty sure that when you get to Hell, Beelzebub hands you a ball of Kidsilk Haze, a number 8 circular, and the email from Thomas about this knitalong.
When I get to Row Number Two, I’ll start a blog entirely focused on this project.
It IS a pretty shade of blue, I must say.
I just returned home from a birthday party with Mr. Four only to find stately Shayne Manor engulfed in what can only be called Old Pancake Smell. Ugh! I hate that! There’s nothing more depressing than unventilated breakfast. It’s two o’clock, for chrissakes.
Hope the mighty stores of Costco can get you through the next wave of visitors.
Love, Ann

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  1. Dear Ann,
    Rasta will look lovely on you – I can’t wait to see it.
    Birch : Once you’ve done row 8 it all becomes clear ! You’ll marvel at your little birch leaves,and faint at the luscious softness of your little bit of hazy lace … really you will.Trust me on this one :0]
    Also remeber that the rows get shorter.You lose 10 sts.for every pattern repeat.Just think,10 little rows of leaves [ by which time you'll be cruising]and you’re 100 stitches down.
    And what a thing to add to your repetoir : delicate,cobwebby, lace.

  2. How do you spell repertoire anyway ? :0]

  3. Gosh Ann, you crack me up! I will work very hard NOT to go to hell and to be a big girl, mostly because the thought of kidsilk haze and birching it is enough to send me off to church now to atone, atone, atone. Thanks for putting me back on the straight and narrow! ;)

  4. Crikey, it should have said “good girl”, not big girl. That’s what I get for trying to get up early and catch up on stuff….

  5. ann —
    birch suits you! many of the rowanettes have either crossed or are nearing the finish line on theirs already. makes me want to rethink making it….hmmmmmm after i finish all the stuff i have on my needles now as well as the next big thing, elfin!!

  6. yeah i better stop being too mean to people because that sounds like i would be stuck in hell ripping out and ripping out and ripping out. and since our sweet web host made me a sweater out of mohair (!!) and made many comments about the horribleness of ripping it out, i am way scared!

  7. It *is* a lovely shade of blue! Can’t wait to see Rasta in all its finished glory. ;)