How’s your Giftalong getting along? Mine is now in that sweet spot where I’m on Chapter 20 of Moby-Dick, and I’m halfway into my Breton Cowl.
By the way, Moby-Dick Big Read continues to be amazing. If you’re still on the fence as to whether you need to get in on a 135-chapter audiobook read by 135 different readers, well, c’mon. Our group read over in The Lounge is getting under way. We are so much smarter than we were in high school! This book RESONATES now. It’s not hard. It’s funny, and tender, and surprising on just about every page. Unlike in high school, I’m hanging on every line.
The Herman Melville Society is not paying me to say this. (Runs off to see if there is such a society.) (Aha: there is.) But The Melville Society is welcome to come jump in anytime. And pay me.
If you need a synopsis, up top is Stephen Colbert getting a two-minute lesson in Moby-Dick from Melville scholar Andrew Delbanco. While on a roller coaster. Many thanks to Amy Schwartz for sending along this hilarious thing.
A Flange, a Flap, a Welt
This Breton Cowl, from Field Guide No. 1, has exactly four moments of drama: the rows where you make the contrasting stripe turn into a three-dimensional little poke-out. The pattern calls it a welt, but welt is right there with bruise in my book, so I’m going with ridge.
On Ridge 2, I have found my rhythm for this.
You knit along in the Shibui Drift (the purply Velvet), then you shift to Raspberry (the Shibui Silk Cloud). Seven rows later, you screw up your courage, and you reach your right needle down six rows on the wrong side to pick up a purl bump. You stick it on the left needle and knit it with the next stitch. Before you know it, you’re . . . making . . . a ridge.
A sheeny, shiny Silk Cloud ridge.
This is about all the drama I can handle at the moment.
This, and the sailing of the Pequod.