A quick note to let you know that I have finished exactly one more row of my Keava Fair Isle sweater.
One row. Three hundred sixty stitches. Two days.
But here’s the deal: the Ocean-colored stitches were done with my right hand, [whisper like the Tales from the Crypt guy] but the Chartreuse ones were done with my left hand.
I think I did two-handed Fair Isle. Three-freakin’-hundred-and-freakin’-sixty stitches, knitted from the scratchy essence of the Hebrides, dug from the peat bog of my bad coordination.
Oy! Go try knitting with your left hand. It’s like it’s somebody else’s hand, and they’re not even awake. Hello? Hold the yarn?
The thing is, the two-handed way means the yarn never gets tangled. It means that when you finish a round of your sweater, you’re really done. And it means that the pattern is easy to follow. It mostly means, though, that I am having to Learn Something New. Which (big group hug) is what this is all about.
I reserve the right at any moment to get the Philosopher’s Wool video that Evelyn recommends, to get every single Inox finger thimble/bobbin doohickey that Thomas recommends. I also reserve the right to pack up my yarn and send it to that Quechua lady knitting so cheerfully in our Found Objects.
Thanks for all the encouragement, y’all. I’ll shut up once I get the hang of this.