It goes like this:
Cast on 5 stitches.
Row 1 (right side): Knit 1, yarn over, knit 3, yarn over, knit 1, yarn over. You now have 7 stitches on your needle.
Row 2 (and all wrong side rows): Purl across.
Row 3: Knit 1, yarn over, knit 1, yarn over, knit 3, yarn over, knit 1, yarn over, knit 1. You now have 11 stitches on your needle.
Row 5: Knit 1, yarn over, knit 3, yarn over, knit 3, yarn over, knit 3, yarn over, knit 1. You now have 15 stitches on your needle.
You can see where this is headed, right? You keep increasing one stitch each at the beginning and the end of the row, as well as one stitch on either side of the center three stitches. And you continue to knit until the shawl is as long as you’d like it to be. Or until you run out of yarn. Or until you pass out from the boredom of it all.
I referred to this as L-B’s shawl formula because I copied it from a shawl she made. She pointed out at the time that it is no doubt not an original idea, as it is so simple. So we’re not claiming to have invented it, ‘nkay?
I did wear my Kermit-skin scarf yesterday to work, with brown leather jacket and these extremely cool beaded pulse warmers my friend Johanne knit and sent me for Christmas. (I do not have pattern information for them, btw.)
I was stylin’!
My boss came in my office and saw the scarf draped over the back of my chair and exclaimed over it. I told her it was a dead Muppet. She only looked mildly alarmed. She does, after all, know what I am like.
I only hope the PETM* doesn’t come after me.
A Way Cool Book!
I got this as a birthday gift:
I love this book! The bags in it are all knit from Rowan yarns, are cute, and for the most part, are pretty easy. The best part is, I think, that the designs are a good jumping-off point for one to start thinking about alternate colorways and shapes and sizes.
Progress . . .
But just a little. Way, way tired last night, so I didn’t get far on the second sleeve for the Lucy top. Heck, I didn’t even spin last night.
But I did work on the handspun hat a bit more. And finished it.
Lucy and I have worked out an arrangement wherein she can play with her balloon under strict mommy supervision. She has accepted the situation.
My condo is on the air route from Ft. Belvoir to the Pentagon, so we occasionally have a plane or helicopter fly overhead. This week there has been a marked increase in air activity. Every single time she hears aircraft, Lucy runs to the window and looks out.
She can go from this:
in three seconds flat!
(*People for the Ethical Treatment of Muppets)