It’s the first day of school here for the fellas. WHAT????? Twelfth grade and eighth grade. IMPOSSIBLE!
It has been an odd summer in a number of ways, in and out of town, back and forth to the hut in Monteagle. I finally took to bringing a gallon of milk back and forth whenever I got in the car, because I was never sure there would be milk in the refrigerator I was heading toward. Coffee without milk is a sign that something is really, really wrong.
So much was odd: the weather, number one, because in all my life I have never experienced such mildness, such everlasting green, all the way through the dog days. I was hot exactly twice. Nashville looks incredible: lush and heavy. And in Monteagle, the mushrooms and moss and lichen and ferns were ferociously busy. I took to Tweeting the Mushroom of the Day.
I had the good fortune to hang with some favorite knitters who were wandering through Nashville teaching at the Super Summer Knit Together hosted by podcastresses extraordinaire Knit Girllls Laura and Leslie. It was a warm night on the porch with Gale Zucker, Susan B. Anderson, and Amy Christoffers. Definitely the least odd, most delightful evening of this very odd summer.
Knitting has been a lot of fits and starts. I am almost done with my sweater of a thousand shades of Shetland yarn, but I am having trouble getting out of my chair to go across the room to dig it out of Tote Bag Number Seven to take a picture of it. Maybe I’ll get over there next week.
Directly in front of me is a piece of snack knitting that has been more troublesome than I would have guessed it would be: the Imagine When shawl thingie.
This project is the only time I have ever directly responded to an email instantly, with a click ‘n’ buy so fast that I forgot I had done it until the yarn showed up in my mailbox. This was back in March. It may be the only time I’ve bought yarn while not actually conscious. At any rate, at least I have the sense to buy Sundara when I have the chance:
This is Sundara fingering weight cashmere merino in a shade called Imagine. As with many Sundara yarns, it came and went in a limited edition. But if you sign up for Sundara’s emails, you’ll have the chance to buy beautiful yarn in your sleep, too. Plus 10% off your next order.
The pattern is by the lovely Joji Locatelli, who lives in Buenos Aires and probably doesn’t realize that we’re all going to show up at her doorstep when we end up in Argentina someday. Her blog is 100% cheerful and inspiring.
The only issue I had with the Imagine When pattern was that I had a LOT OF TROUBLE Imagining When to repeat certain rows. It’s like my brain got set to Symmetrical and could not keep track of the various asymmetries that make this piece so cool. Certain sets of rows repeat over and over, and I inevitably overshot or undershot. Gah! The end result is not a perfect Imagine When, but I still love the idea of this pattern.