I’m back to worrying about Thing One and Thing Two. We’ve moved on, mourned the vertical stripe cardigan, and we’ve even turned to that evergreen possibility, the log cabin. I’m here to tell you that as much as I love a log cabin, I’m not seeing what would ever come of this:
I was imagining a wrap of rectangles, a slinky drapey thing. I didn’t imagine it would look so–what’s the word?–TERRIBLE. So off it goes to our Treasure Box of Miscellaneous Ephemera Resulting from Failed Experiments, right next to the Canned Tuna Stir Fry, the Candy Cane Martini, and the Shoes With Monkeys On Them.
I started thinking about why two yarns that are so friendly are just not coming together. My conclusion: the red is so much deeper a shade than the chartreuse that they’re going to be fussin’ and fightin’ no matter what I do with them. No, people, they can’t just get along. They’re going to live separate lives now, and after a few years of therapy they’ll be the stronger for it.
I also considered the word “laceweight.” There’s a hint for you. A laceweight yarn is not supposed to be a log cabin, or a vertical stripe cardigan. It’s spoze to be . . . LACE. You knew this was coming all along, didn’t you?
Anybody who’s been over to Polly’s World knows about her beautiful shawl, Kiri. I love this shawl for several reasons: it is a (heavily) expanded version of Birch, a Rowan pattern that was my first lace project. I love the way Polly dove into the puzzle of lace and came up with such a confection. Kiri is floaty, lovely, and the chartreuse shade of Kidsilk Haze she used is amazing.
So, Thing One is going to meet its destiny as a shawl.
I have a question: this is done on 4.5mm/size 7 needles. It all feels too loose and wobbly to me, what with the mercerized cotton and all. Should I go down a couple of sizes? (For reference, the log cabin is done on size 3s, though shot from a longer distance.) I’m not averse to starting over. I LOVE starting over. Puhlease can I start over?
Also: if anyone can identify the stitch maneuver indicated by the arrow, you win a prize. (Hint: it is not a part of Polly’s pattern, I guarantee you.)