Here’s something I got in the mail the other day:
Ten skeins of Rowan All Seasons Cotton, color “safari.” Very nice stuff. I’ve not decided what I’m gonna do with it yet. All suggestions will be considered.
And here’s my olive Noro Lily that I got in the mail yesterday. Yum! This may well become a Haiti with short sleeves.
Didja see the pattern for the totally adorable Fiona bag that Brooks has created and posted?
Kristine at Knit Happens is hosting a Fiona knit-along. She’s started a Yahoo Group for it here. The bag takes a total of four skeins of Mission Falls 1824 Cotton (three of the main color and one contrast) so it’s not a budget-breaker. And it looks like a fun knit. So of course I’m gonna be knitting along! It starts the same day as my Ingeborg Knit-along — May 15. So I’ll have my main project and my commuter projects all set for me.
Cotton . . . the Horror . . .
In yesterday’s comments, Tam conjectured that I must have used Svale at some point in the past, and that’s why I’m not using it for Haiti.
Yep. That’s right!
Anyone remember back to Summer of ’02 and the Svale Tank? I started knitting it in June maybe? And abandoned it in disgust. I hated that stinking yarn. Shoved it in a bag and never looked back.
Which brings me to an interesting topic. A commenter yesterday conjectured that ripping out rather than putting away a mistake was the sign of an experienced knitter. And congratulated me on reaching “the next level” because of my recent ripping.
Now, I found this mildly offensive, though no doubt it was not meant that way.
If I’m knitting something and I hate the yarn and hate the way the project is turning out because of the yarn, I’ll dump it and not bother to rip it. Why should I? I’m not going to use the yarn again. (See comments about the Svale yarn above.) It has nothing to do with how experienced a knitter I am, or reaching some level.
Really, the only reason I bothered to rip Abby is because I like the yarn and wanted to reuse it. And I may have mislead some yesterday with the comments about having a tantrum or not. The point was that I surprised myself with how little it mattered to me that I had wasted a few precious knitting hours on something I decided wasn’t going to work for me. Knitting time is my most precious commodity. Hence the comments about adult attitude.
I reserve the right to shove anything I want in a bag and abandon it, without offending the gods of knitting or screwing up my karma.
By the way, I forgot to take a progress photo of Haiti, so as a consolation prize, here’s a progress pic of Tina:
Almost to the armhole decreases on this puppy.
Okay. Have a nice weekend, all. Lucy says “relax!”