Me and the cardy are finally reunited again. We have been inseparable all weekend and I hope this lovely relationship will continue all of next week as well. It’s so pretty!😍
I love pretty much all types of yarn. That is a lie. I love almost every yarn in natural fibres except linen. I’m also not very fond of single ply but I’m very partial towards merino. So I guess you can say that there is quite a small amount of yarn that I love (but the one I love, I love truly and deeply and it also happens to be the most expensive amount). In this rather small part of all the yarn there is in the World, there is one thing that intrigues me the more than anything else. No, it’s not the magic words discontinued or limited edition although they seem to throw a spell on me whenever I hear them (then it’s good that I know I don’t really like single ply or lace weight, because that helps me resist the spell).
No, it’s gradient. Gradients intrigue me to no end. They fascinate me, I dream of them, I love them. I find patterns for gradients and I buy them and read them and I plan and I think. But here’s the thing. I never dare to cast on. I don’t know why but I chicken out every time. There is always something more pressing, or I come up with other, more urgent projects like the birthday for a third cousin twice removed or something like that. Maybe the pressure is too high, what if the project doesn’t turn out as delicious as I hoped.
I even bought lace weight because the yarn was pink gradients and called Glinda. Then there was another gradient called Wicked and that one was in green. Can you imagine? I’ve loved Wicked the musical ever since I saw it on Broadway in 2014, it’s one of my best theatre experiences ever. I am Glinda and I’m best friends with Elphaba and of course I had to get this gradient. But what to make?
Till I can gather up the courage to wind and cast on I will just be happy to have them, small bonbons to love and cherish. To look at and pat and snuggle every now and then. To dream of and make plans for and maybe, one day, actually cast on.
It’s been a very rainy day but I refuse to acknowledge it. Instead I keep wearing my summer dresses and laugh at the rain. However, did think this day to be appropriate to deliver a pair of socks and some chocolate to a dear one. Rain equals socks somehow and we all know I usually start thinking about socks in August.
I made these socks this spring (I know, weird, socks in the spring but this was a very weird spring indeed) and I really think the color looks like a spring evening and the pattern, Business casual as usual, never disappoint me. The socks have been delivered and the recipient, even though she has already gotten so many socks from me, looked very happy. It’s certainly her colors, and paired with the chocolate it was, in my opinion, really nice surprise gift. (Although I’m not sure how much of a surprise it can really be when she picked out the yarn herself even if it was back in March and even if it was a spur of the moment thing.)
I have indeed finished the purple shawl. Or, since it’s so small, shawlette. It’s blocking and I can add another finished project to the list. Since I mentioned the Magic 12 yesterday, I started looking how I am doing on that front. To tell the truth, it’s bad. Really bad. If I’m going to look strictly at the rules, which states that I am to make at least 12 bigger projects (bigger projects include shawls and sweaters and garments, not accessories like cuffs, mitts and socks) for myself, it’s really bad. To this day, counting the purple shawlette, I have exactly three (3). Three shawls. That’s it. If I stretch the rules a bit and count all projects for me, it’s a little better, then I have seven (7). Or maybe 8, I haven’t decided yet. I made something for someone and now I’m thinking that someone doesn’t want that project and I’m not sure whether to keep the project for myself or not.
But yes, there it is and I need to plan accordingly. Tomorrow my purple cardigan will be out of quarantine in the freezer and also my MKAL shawl. I have another shawl that needs blocking and a border and the blocking is fine but the border is crochet and I’m not sure what to make since I don’t have a lot of yarn (this project was exciting in many ways, I got yarn from a co-worker and got to take a look at a shawl that it was supposed to turn out to, but I have no pattern so it’s all a little hit and miss. I managed to make the body of the shawl (knitting), but since I’m not really a crocheter, I don’t know how to attack the problem really. Well, I can always start with the blocking.).
So, I’m not giving up, I can do this, even though I might have to bend the rules a bit. I’m strong and powerful and the knitting goddess is with me! Knit on, knit strong!
My goal this summer was to sort out the knitting problem once and for all. Looking back in the blog it seems it had already started last summer so there is no wonder this spring was crazy knitwise.
In Scotland I got to see replicas of the embroideries made my Mary, Queen of Scots, while she was in confinement. She made wonderful embroideries and put all kinds of symbols in them to send secret messages to her friends on the outside. I got inspired, imagine having all that knitting time!
So I started with material. I got to visit some really great yarn stores while in Scotland and bought some delicious yarn as well, things I’ve been meaning to try for quite some time, things that are pretty and that I always find pretty and some new things too.
I continued to work with the material part of knitting once I got back home. I started to sort and organize my stash in Stash Dash 2017. I managed to take care of almost all of the stash before going on my next trip but had to leave the leftovers till after.
Italy was not a yarn trip, nor was it meant to be one. It was over 30 degrees Celsius every day so I didn’t really feel like yarn shopping (well, one can always shop for yarn but it wasn’t the first thing on my mind right there and then). Instead I was worried about the non-knitting. I had had two weeks at home after Edinburgh and I hadn’t finished a single project. What’s wrong? I had even gotten out of the habit to always have a project with me, in fact, I have bought a purse where I can only fit a really, really small project. Again, what’s wrong!?
I did get inspired though. I looked at the beautiful mosaics in Ravenna and I thought about color combinations and yarn quality and cross-stitch. There is a clear connection between mosaic and cross-stitch, where the picture is formed by one little stitch or one little piece of glass at the time and I got to think about the mosaics as a craft and the conditions under which they were formed. How was it done, what where their thoughts? The craftsmen must have had ups and downs as well, they must have made mistakes and solved them, either by redoing everything or by pretending the mistake never happened. Just like with knitting. There are corners in the mosaic borders at the Galla Placidia mausoleum that doesn’t really add up and I wonder why, was it deliberate or was it a mistake from the beginning? It got to the point where I actually bought myself a beginner’s mosaic kit, just to get a feel for the craft.
Then one evening it happened. We had asked for the check but it never arrived, we waited and waited and all of a sudden, I picked up my knitting. I didn’t get much work in but I did it, which was the important thing.
Once I got back home I continued with my stash dash. This time it was the leftovers that got sorted. I have a lot of leftovers! Once that was done I rewarded myself by adding the yarn from the freezer, the newest yarn, to the stash and by that it was all done.
I managed to empty 17 project bags (I have about 30(!)). I added shelves for WIP’s/UFO’s and project kits and all in all it’s just lovely. I realize I might have to go through an entire shelf (or three in the case of fingering weight) to find the yarn I’m looking for but at least I don’t have to go through six shelves to find yarn in different colors. No, all yarn in the same weight have sections of their own, no one is sharing. Except the leftovers but they can take it. It doesn’t look much on the picture but I happen to know that at least one of those shelves contain about 50 skeins of yarn. 50! I wonder how many kilometers of yarn I have…
When all this was done I went on another trip. This time I had a little more knitting time and most of all, knitting opportunity. I brought all my WIP’s so that I could knit whatever tempted me and off I went.
I picked the new cardigan to be my new best friend and cast on and knit the entire trip. It felt good and I wanted to keep on doing it but as a precaution, since someone said the horrible word moth, I put all the projects from that trip, aka all my WIP’s, in the freezer. Now what, no projects for a week? And here I was, just starting to get into knitting again.
In the end this proved to be easier than I thought. During the stash dahs I had found quite a few UFO’s and suddenly one of them just spoke to me. It whispered my name and lured me with promises of pretty cables. I picked it up and started knitting and I thought that I wouldn’t be able to finish Before the week, and with that the quarantine, was over. But there I was wrong. I am now close to the end and it all goes according to plan I might finish it tonight. That’s awesome! Not only will I have a new little shawlette (it was never intended for me when I cast on back in 2014 but the intended recipient never knew about it so I think I’m safe to keep it) but it will also free up one of my prettiest set of 4 mm needles, needles that I’ve been missing for some time now.
During the week I’ve also managed to block some things (that shawl was done in February but I never had the energy to block it) and also to take photos of a lot of shawls. The backlog at Ravelry has been huge but is a little less huge right now, which makes everything easier.
I’m not sure what this means. It might mean nothing (except perhaps a finished shawl and another set of 4 mm needles free) but it’s something and it’s also one step closer to the Magic12, the amount of projects for me in a year. Right now though, I feel pretty awesome.
Do you remember these mitts? The ones I was complaining so much about at the beginning of the summer? Then I was confused and completely lacking in the department of creativity so I cast on a second pair. That project I really like but I haven’t made much progress because trips got in the way and non-knitting and stuff, but now I’m back on the knitting train, it seems, and I will tacke care of that projects… some other time
Anyway, one of the reasons I had problems with this pattern was the cabling. I like to cable without a cable needle but the knit-through-backloop through me off and that was tricky to get the upper hand on. After some swearing and some glaring and muttering I did get the hang of it though.
And it was lucky I did. Figuring this out really helped with my purple cardigan. It has a lot of cabling and it’s all through the backloop. It also has cabling on the wrong side which adds a completely new level of trickiness.
I will still have to figure that out but it’s so much easier since I’ve got it for the right side. So far I’ve mostly knit it in the dark so maybe it will be easier when it’s out of quarantine and I can have adequate lightning.
Not only that, but I remember leaving the UFO shawl back in 2014 because of trouble reading the pattern and I think I had some problems with the knit-through-backloop. Now though, I can’t understand what I was thinking (well, I also had a major cold when I cast on so that might be the reason why I wasn’t feeling it), I really like this project.
So, to sum up, even though I thought the mitts were a pain in the ass, I really learned something and as it happens, I also find knitting through the backloop to be extremely charming and elegant.
It turns out yesterday wasn’t the last day at the beach, well, at least not the last day to go swimming. That was a surprise and a very good one too. Apparently summer isn’t completely over after all. Not that I ever thought it would be but still, fall semester is fast approaching.
This day was actually full of surprises. While I was away this week someone said the most scary word ever – moth. I was assured it wasn’t the clothes moth and I think I handled it all very well but I am also being proactive and just to be sure I have put all the wool I brought on my trip in quarantine in the freezer.
There is just a slight problem. Since I wanted to use this trip to get my knitting mojo back, I brought a variety of projects, hoping that one of them would tempt me. As it turns out, while one did indeed tempt me, I brought all of my VIP’s. This means that all my current projects are now in the freezer for the next week. What to do?
This is when I surprised myself. I actaully picked up a UFO, a shawl from 2014. I have knit a few rounds and it feels good. I hope this lasts.
Last day at the beach. I’ve been bathing in the ocean, I’ve been eating strawberries and I’ve enjoyed the sun. Simply a day to remember in November.
My cardigan is coming along nicely and even though it’s not very summer-y, with it being a dark purple woolen cardy and all, at least my stitch markers are summer themed. I haven’t seen any dolphins but I have seen sea shells and I’ve worn beach appropriate shoes.
Now it’s time to start preparing for fall but I will stay in summer mode for just a few more days. After all, it’s not even mid-August yet.
I have cast on. It’s slow progress because I have apparently lost my abilities to see dark yarn in badly lit rooms (where I’ve mostly been knitting) but I am making progress. The bottom cuff is done and I’ve moved on to bigger needles and a little less “purl through backloop in the dark”. Next exciting thing will be to see how the pattern looks once I’v actually finished a chart repeat.
I have left the city and my home and gone south again. Not very far but far enough, to the island of Öland. I will enjoy the last bit of vacation before I go back to work and I will do my best to get my knitting mojo back. Looking back through the blog posts I realise the knitting was already funky last summer and it’s about time something happens to set it straight. I have brought four different knittings, depending what I feel like making, and a friend who understands my mojo problem and hoppfully all will be okay eventually. I have cast on my purple cardigan (I managed to get 3,25 mm needles before we left) and so far it feels good. Hopefully the feeling lasts.