Tubular bind off
I keep looking at that volcano plume thing from Iceland
and marveling at how easily it derailed just about every airport in Europe. SHUT DOWN! I have this weird feeling of disappointment--hey, you mean I CAN'T fly to Paris right now? Or London? NONE of 'em? It makes me realize that I seem to have been carrying around this fantasy that I could, at any moment, if I really needed to, ditch out for Europe.
Meanwhile, this has been happening a lot:
Still abiding by my newfound tennis rules. Top Tennis Tip #3: "Relaxed: Must have relaxed grip." Again, have you ever read a better knitting-instruction-even- though-it's-a-tennis-instruction? You should see my knit stitches these days--no leaners. No ballooners. No pinchies. Just stitch upon stitch of sweet, sweet, diminishing ribs. So relaxed!
The little sleeves to this Diminishing Rib Cardigan
are practically nothing. Even the tubular bind-off of the sleeve, done in the round, was not a problem. Here's the thrilling moment when the stitches are set up and ready to be grafted together:
And the finished edge here:
It really is satisfying, I have to say, though if this were a less furry yarn, I'd be spending a fair amount of time getting the Kitchener stitches to look all perfect. There's a lot of sin in there, let's just say.
(Oh--speaking of sin, hot debate here in Tennessee about the new 10% "sin tax" on tanning bed services
. The Tennessean has the most wackadoodle commenters. We need to invite them over to Ravelry to kick up the crazy.)
April 17, 2010
Dear Kay, I keep looking at that volcano plume thing from Iceland and marveling at how easily it derailed just…