I think I mentioned the fact that I didn’t knit much over the summer. It’s true–but that’s not to say that I didn’t knit at ALL. I was indeed motoring away, in a very mild way. Near swimming holes. On rocks.
I finished that superdygreen handspun feather and fan, which I gave to the brave woman who chaired the Woman’s Association bazaar in July. And I finished another handspun scarf that went with me to many lectures, none of which I remember. But I do recall liking these two yarns together a lot more than I liked them by themselves.
This is, of course, Jared Flood’s Noro Striped Scarf (Ravelry link) except not with Noro. When I ran out of the yellow yarn, I just kept going with the bluegreen, not wanting to waste an inch of this handspun yarn.
I’m sorry not to be able to tell you who spun these yarns, but I lost the labels along the way which means they’re waif yarns–there’s no Ravelry database of handspun, you know?
Back in Bidness
Since I’ve been back from our trip, I have made up for lost time. I think it was the sight of all that souvenir Yllet Ullgarn Extra 2-Ply sitting there on my desk. And the fact that my carpool fell apart when my carpool partner took a new job. It means I’m back in the hookup line: The Golden Half Hour! Plus Guitar Lessons! And Tennis Lessons! Never mind the fugue state I enter at the skateboard park. I’m knitting my heinie off!
Check it out. This is what got me going again.
Just waiting, blinking at me, wondering how it ended up in Nashville, Tennessee, where it sometimes gets leaned on by a cat. I couldn’t let it go unknitted, could I?
I know you’re sitting there, clucking at the fact that I bought yet another pile of GRAY YARN, stupefied that once again, I went for gray. Well, it’s NOT gray! It’s gråblå. That’s gray-blue. In Swedish. And it really is bluish. Sort of. In a gray way. Actually, it changes color every time I take a picture of it, so I don’t know what color it is.
You know how you have patterns in the back of your mind, stowed away? Or on some endless Ravelry queue? Well, ever since you gave me my very own signed copy of Knit 2 Together by Tracey Ullman and Mel Clark, I’ve kept that ruched cardigan in mind.
Kind of easy, with a few thrilling moments.
I decided to work the two fronts and the back at once, rather than piece them together. This was a good idea, but it made for a moment when the 245 stitches swole up to 490 for the rumply ruched part. I was glad I had found a use for the 5-foot-long size 3 needle that I somehow seem to have.
This gotlandull/merinoull/mohair garn is not as drapey as the Lana Gatto Feeling (Ravelry link) garn that the pattern specifies, so my ruching seems to have a sort of dimensionality that may end up looking weird. But I’m so dementedly knitting this thing that
I cannot stop to worry about that.
Since taking this photo yesterday, I’ve finished the giant piece and am already sleeving along. Help meeeeee!