I suspect that for the last couple of months you have been thinking, “Kay’s knitting production sure has fallen off; she must be lounging with her feet up on piles of squares and totally forgetting about that Olive cardi she’s supposed to be knitting for me.”
Well, get this: instead of slogging onward through Olive’s dismal acres of brown-flecked charcoal, I was actually concocting a mauve-y, kid silk-y, hazy miracle known as Elfin, which you see me modeling above in a poor imitation of Becky’s famous headless shots.
APRIL FOOLS!!! (Somewhere in the world it is April 1.) That is me up there without my head, alright, but it’s not my Elfin. Yesterday Lis summoned me to her office to document her finished Elfin, and I could not resist a try-on.
To quote the Cat in the Hat: “And the voom. It went VOOM!” As in, va va va voom. As in, “Hiya, Sailor.” Elfin is a work of art. It’s got ultra-sveltifying shaping, which emphasises the feminine form without making it necessary to announce, “Hey–over here–behind the boobs!” It’s warm and light and glam to the max, yet completely wearable. If I had the chops for knitting those Kid Silk Haze ruffles, I’d whip one up in a non-wool alternative to Felted Tweed. Lis and everyone in the Curls and Purls knitalong are to be kvelled over incessantly for having the vision and grit to create such a masterpiece.
In other knitting news, I finished my version of Lacy for the All Tangled Up knitalong. Lacy was offered as the free pattern of the month at the Rowan website, and it also appears in Zoe Mellor’s new book of kids knits. The largest size is a 3/4, which, with the addition of 20 rows or so, was plenty big enough for my 7 year old Carrie.
I think of it as my Dayenu project because Carrie is going to wear it for Passover and Easter this year (we do it all, from Afikomen to Easter Bunny). ‘Dayenu’ is a rollicking Passover song that is so catchy that even drooling infants try to sing along. ‘Dayenu’ means ‘it would have been enough’, and the song is a grateful listing of all the wonderful things God did to liberate the Jews from slavery. After each one comes a raucous chorus of ‘Dayenu’–this would have been enough, but WAIT–THERE’S MORE!
With Lacy, there was much to sing ‘Dayenu’ about.
The 3/4 size was large enough–that would have been enough.
My idea — to substitute a few rows of the sleeve openwork for the more babyish lace edging that the pattern prescribed– actually worked. That would have been enough.
The bobble flower detail came out right the first time–that would have been enough.
The sleeves, which I made several increases wider at the top, fit into the unadjusted armhole–that would have been enough.
I finished it–that would have been enough.
And if my no-frills, leggings-and-a-teeshirt girl really wears it, with a skirt, on the first night of Passover, that really and truly will be enough.
A Noro Lullabye
Having reclaimed my squatter’s rights to the center column, I leave you with the start of a baby blanket from Debbie Bliss’s first Noro book:
You know me well enough by now to know that, if I am starting the blanket, this baby is due any minute, or might be studying for his SATs already. It’s for the first child of my law school roommate Ivan and his wife Taryn. Taryn is Japanese American, and I wanted to highlight that part of the baby’s heritage; hence the choice of Noro Silk Garden. Noro because it’s Japanese, and Silk Garden because it’s exquisite. Too exquisite for a stroller blankie? Nah! No sucha thing!
But ruh-roh: I experienced a slight swerve on the entrelac learning curve:
Experienced entrelackers will note that at the top left, BEFORE the start of a row of ten blocks that took me almost 2 hours to knit, I forgot a side triangle. Whoopsie–I plan to include a toy frog with this gift. Ah well. I love entrelac so far. It’s another incarnation of the square, so that is reason enough for me. But I also like the way it’s constructed. No seams, no ends, just one mini-block after another. Zippity-doo-dah knitting.