That nice handspun Shetland was going to be a big comfy boxy winter sweater, with a thick cowl. Lots of wearing ease and promises of hot chocolate and hiding a cat underneath. That’s why I brought the wool with me to the cabin last week and knitted on it for hours and hours. I knitted up one big ball, attached the second one. Couldn’t find the third one.
Searched everywhere. No yarn. Must have left it in the city? My husband couldn’t find it there and he looked everywhere. O no! Did I lose it somewhere?? It could have been in the car which I took to the market and it might have tumbled out!
Can’t make more yarn… Hush hush, it’s very improbable that you lost it. Just knit on. You have enough yarn as it is anyway. Probably…
Turns out my knitting was more worried about yarn shortage than I was:
Too tight for comfort.
We returned home and straight away I saw the missing ball of yarn, on display in the middle of the room. If only my husband had grown a pair of functional eyes!
I couldn’t bring myself to frogging the sweater, undoing all those hours of knitting. And the happy memories of my time at the cabin. Perhaps I could salvage it, cut it open and knit additional pieces onto it?
My friend scoffed. “Anna! That will be at least as much work as reknitting it. Just frog it!”
Ah, the famous Dutch directness. Where well meant advice is said only once and it is up to you to take it or not.
I’m taking it. She’s right.
I’ve been getting ready to frog the past week. In that time I tried to knit on other sweaters. I wasn’t up to continuing with the purple Flower Cardigan because I still don’t know how to make a second puff sleeve. Didn’t work on Old Town cardigan because IDon’tKnowWhy. Denied all knowledge of other sweaters that may or may not live in my closet.
I worked on the mushroom dyed vest. This was happy knitting! I even had some little friends to keep me company:
And then the knitting wasn’t happy anymore:
There’s more diamonds on the left front panel than on the right front panel.
The steek in the middle is off centre?!? After all the spaghetti-wrangling I did earlier this year?!
That’s why, yesterday, I casted on for something I’ve been looking forward to for months now. A sweater that mimics the sun on snow in February:
Pattern crazy stripes tee by atelier alfa
I knitted on it all day yesterday. Trying to see the Wintersun in the colours (instead of clown confetti…. does this look like clown confetti…. I’m afraid this is clown confetti…. please don’t be clown confetti)
Will be marvelous, right?
That shoulder width is way too small. My gauge is 26 st/10 cm instead of pattern gauge of 24 st/10 cm and even though I’m knitting a size L (because it was going to be a Winter garment, to be worn over something) this doesn’t fit me, not even as a Spring garment with only underwear beneath it.
This time I’m not knitting on in the hopes it will turn out allright. I will cut the yarn and start anew. (clown confetti)(clown confetti)
I may have to have a little think about it first. Nudge the colourwork more towards the sun on sparkling snow (instead of clown confetti, clown confetti).
Which is why I cast on a sock that doesn’t require thinking:
Free Impossible Girl Socks by Madeline Gannon in Sticks & Cups Sockstravagance in a liquorice colourway.