I’m kind of excited about the Chartreuse group on Ravelry. I had no idea that there were Ravelry groups for devotees of single colors. I’ve also joined the 2922 proud members of Grey Rules. Sounds like a fun group.
According to Wikipedia, there are two types of Chartreuse, the herbal liqueur: green and yellow. Which explains why chartreuse, the color, sometimes looks green and sometimes looks yellow. I find this very satisfying, as I’ve always wondered why the name referred to two colors that could seem so different. Chartreuse is a spectrum, when you think about it. If you love chartreuse, you know the difference between chartreuse and plain yellow, and chartreuse and lime green, when you see it. It’s a chartreuse thing.
Beast of Burden
Listen, today I’m going to lay down a burden, and seek help. The burden in question:
Yeah. Certain commenters (they know who they are) will feel pretty smug to read this admission. But I cannot tell a lie. Right now, my Big Flower Jacket is a millstone around my neck. On my recent car trip to Ohio and back, I had 20-plus hours of knitting time, and all I did was doodle on some log cabins. I could not face Big Flower Jacket, with its 30-plus colors, its color key for mixing yarns, and its chart with no line numbers.
(It’s so fun, doodling log cabin strips with exquisite yarn. One-ridge garter stripes: so delicious. Juicy + blah: old friends.)
Generally, I just knit one thing after another. Sure, I put things down, but I usually pick them up again later and finish them quite happily, or I pick them up again later and hate the sight of them, and frog them. The Big Flower Jacket doesn’t fall into either of these categories. I love it as much as ever, so frogging is out of the question (also: physically impossible). But I can seldom find the uninterrupted chunk of time, the good lighting, and the mood to work on it. It’s languishing.
(Big Flower Jacket reproaches me from its Tesco shopping bag by Orla Kiely. Is there any yarn more reproachful than bulky chenille?)
But you know what is not languishing, and never languishes, or even takes a coffee break? TIME. Time is running out, at least if I want to prance around the Dutchess County Fairgrounds in my Big Flower Jacket this coming October 15-16 at the New York Sheep and Wool Festival.
And I do! I do want to prance around in my Big Flower Jacket. I want all y’all to be looking at me with the heart eyes and the green eyes. I want to be the belle of the ball.
So, I’m trying to figure out an approach. Spread sheets may be involved, and highlighters and Post-it notes. Rising one hour early and knitting for that hour may be required–as radical as that seems, for a night owl like me. I’m looking for guidance and support. (I’m not looking for “I told you so,” but I suppose it can’t be helped.)
Light a candle, or something. I gotta find a way.