In a very short while I will have completed 1176 rows of lace border on a shawl sample for my cousin’s shop. For anyone who knows me, knows that while I appreciate lace, and can ooh and aah over it, I am not particularly a lace knitter. Lace barely makes sense to me; I can barely find the flow of it and can never guess the next step or understand where I made mistakes to be able to fix it easily other than a complete rip-back. So truly, this is a pretty big accomplishment for me.
But in all honesty, aside from the tediousness of 1176 rows of lace, I really enjoyed knitting the pattern: Kaldbakur from Ístex Lopi No. 37 (a book I pretty much want to knit half the patterns in) in their lace weight yarn Einband. I thoroughly enjoyed working with the Einband; it didn’t really feel like a lace weight yarn and had the signature Lopi roughness without actually being rough.
Aside from the Einband becoming a new delight to my senses, I think I’ve found a new favourite yarn: Blue Sky Fibers’s Woolstok Worsted. Oh my goodness. Not only is it a cushy wool, but it’s delightfully soft and wonderful with a ton of colours to pick from. I pretty much just want to knit everything in it. And so far I’ve knit 1.5 hats with it.
And one of the great things about it is that the are bigger 100gr skeins sold, mostly in neutral colours, with smaller 50gr skeins of contrast colours that makes colour work projects super convenient. Like I said I’ve knit 1.5 Yukon Campfire Hatsout of three skeins of yarn (1 100gr. skein in Midnight Sea and 1 50 gr. skein each of Cranberry Compote and Red Rock) and I’m pretty sure I could still squeeze out another one. Or even manage a cardigan for Miles. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS! I’ll definitely be buying more regardless my next time at the shop; I’m completely enamoured.
Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got 58 rows of lace to complete during someone’s nap time.
I feel like, like most knitters, I have a fondness for the winter season, if only to see how many knitted things I can wear at one time.
(Three: mittens not pictured)
Because of the whole new-baby-struggle-to-even-keep-myself-alive-let-alone-a-baby thing I’ve been going through, I decided for this holiday season to calm my knitted gift knits and limit my number of recipients and to only knit hats.
Somehow I managed to finish all of them plus a last minute surprise for Husband – shush! I know he reads this blog!
I loved doing all of them. Pennyroyal is a simple and easy pattern with a little kick. I’m actually tempted to knit one for myself since recently I’ve been craving a new toque.
This Cafe au Lait tam has been in my head for months now since I bought the skein of BaaRamEwe’s Dovestone DK at my cousin’s shop when she was getting rid of it. I knew the colour was perfect for my mum, and I’ve been loving knitting with Dovestone on other projects that we won’t talk about because they’re currently being neglected.
I had knit the Fuck It hat before for my dad, who promptly let his ex-wife borrow it then lose it, which is why he asked for another one (and this’ll be the last one for him ever). I luckily still had some Cascade 200 leftover from the first time, but for the other one I went a bit more…feminine.
There is something incredibly pleasing about knitting naughty words in a beautiful pink. And what luscious pinks they were! The words are knit in West Yorkshire Spinner’s The Croft Shetland Tweed in Heylor, and the MC is The Fibre Co.’s Cumbria in Cowberry. I am grateful that this pattern doesn’t use up a full ball of either because that means leftovers for me! Merry Christmas, everyone, and Happy Holidays!
Sorry for the accidental hiatus there. I promise that I didn’t mean to but, well, c’est la vie avec le bebe. And then, well, we went to Hawaii for a week.
The thing I regret not doing most in Hawaii is actually not remembering to take a picture of my knitting in paradise. Sigh. But! The good news is I finished one sleeve of my totally last minute, selfish cast on of Divide by Emily Greene, knit in BT’s Arbor in the colourway Klimt.
Miles loves it as much as I do. I hadn’t knit with Arbor before but had snagged 2 skeins of it from Needles in the Hay when it first came into stock; so when my cousin offered me the Divide pattern, I immediately claimed dibs on most of the remaining Klimt to make it. True knitter that I am, I at first reasoned with myself that I would wait until all my Christmas knitting was done, and I had at least started the second sleeve of my Netherton cardigan…but then realized what a perfect travel project sleeves make, and Bob’s your uncle. Now I have a sleeve.
But I really couldn’t help it! I have fallen absolutely head over heels in love with Arbor. When I started knitting with it, all I could think was, “what is this magic?!” It’s light and bouncy with all the goodness of pure wool that I adore. The colour isgorgeous and the stitch definition is ridiculous; I would willingly knit inches upon inches of twisted rib just for this definition. Oh, Arbor, you seductress.
It is really taking all my will power now that we’re home to refocus on Christmas knitting rather than the second sleeve. My goal this week is to finish the Fuck It Hat I started in The Fibre Co. Cumbria and West Yorkshire Spinners The Croft, both in lovely shades of femininity, which takes the hat to a whole new level of awesome.
My second goal this week is to also start a tam of sorts for my mum in baa ram ewe Dovestone Aran in Bantam, aka red. Once these two hats are completed, the only other Christmas knitting is a possible cardigan for Miles – but at least if I’m a little late, he really won’t notice. I hope.
I very quickly finished the Barley I talked about in my last post for Miles, and love it so much that I’ve been debating casting on another one for a upcoming baby’s birthday present.
On the other WIPs front, Miles’s new Flax Light sweater is coming along slowly but surely. I’ve hit the body which means straight knitting now until the bottom ribbing so my attention has wandered a bit despite my love of the wonderful little garter rows the Mechita knits up.
And then, of course, because I have no self control and found my leftover balls of Rios, I decided Miles needed a Stacked Stag-horn Baby Sweater, like, now.
Since taking this picture, I’ve finished the body and started a sleeve. It’s knit up wonderfully quick compared to the Flax Light and even the Netherton cardigan I’ve also been working on in DK. Ah, worsted weight, it’s almost your season again.
I know, I know. I’ve got mad startitis and I just can’t stop myself! I think part of the issue is that I’ve mostly given up trying to knit during the day with Miles because, well, things like this happen:
So now I reserve my post-Miles-bedtime time for knitting. This means roughly 3 hours or less where I try to cram in as much knitting as I can. Sigh.
In case you forgot, a bit ago I posted a picture of M. being the world’s most unenthusiastic knitwear model. Well, I have good news! He has finally accepted his destiny, and is becoming a bit more enthusiastic about modelling his knitwear.
Miles was very comfy cozy today on our excursions – it’s been quite windy and nippy lately – and the cardigan has stood up well to the buckets of drool he’s been producing lately.
And after said droolmeister went to bed this evening, I managed to see on the finishing touches to the Little Coffee Bean CardiganI made for a expecting friend of mine. It’s adorable, and I’m very tempted to make another one.
I knit it with Sugar Bush Yarns Crisp, which is currently my absolute favourite worsted yarn for baby knits. It’s incredibly soft, machine washable and is a decent yardage for the price. I can’t wait to see her little one in it!
I was hoping to have a picture of a finished Netherton body to show you but, well, mandatory cuddles have gotten in my way lately.
Anyways. Since I’ve been working on actually leaving my child alone at bedtime and forcing myself downstairs for some me time (hallelujah for early baby bedtimes!) I’m almost done the body but not quite yet.
I’ve just started the waistband except I keep having the jiggling sensation that this isn’t the right size.
You see, since having a baby, I’ve *ahem* grown in certain areas, making it a little bit harder for me to judge my size and whether or not I’ll stay this size forever. Of course, I measured and low and behold! I have a 37″ bust and the size 3 is for 37″ busts! How wonderful!
….until I reread the sizing section when I divided for the body discovered I hadn’t taken into account the suggested/intended negative ease. Bugger all.