A number of people have asked me what I do with all that knitted lace — do I actually wear the shawls I knit?
I don’t keep all the lace I knit, by the way. A bunch of shawls I’ve made have been given as gifts.
I love to knit lace. I love to block lace. I love a project that is lightweight and so easily portable. I love that you can make a whole huge honking shawl out of less than 6 ounces of yarn.
Oh, and I also love shawls. I use them mainly at the office. The Shetland Garden Faroese Shawl is currently hanging on the back of my chair, for when the a/c makes me too chilly. I feel chilly a lot. I am a delicate flower. I’ve got a heavier shawl (the Highland Triangle from Folk Shawls) in a file drawer — that one gets hauled out in the winter when the heat is not enough.
I also wear shawls as big scarves over my winter coat. That’s my favorite use for my Legend of the Shetland Seas stole that I knit from cashmere (yum!). It’s cream colored, and looks awesome over my black cashmere coat.
I take my work shawl home frequently and bring in a different one. Variety. It’s a good thing.
I almost always wear a shawl into the senior staff meeting held four days a week because, as I mentioned previously, our conference room could easily be used as a meat locker.
(If we ever really have to shelter in place, they will find us frozen, perfectly preserved, when the “all clear” is finally sounded. If and when that situation arises, I can only hope that technology will have advanced to the point where we can be successfully thawed out.)
The other women in the meeting eye my shawls covetously. And earlier this week our summer intern ( a male college undergraduate) asked me “How long does to take you to make one of those, anyway?”
Each of my Summer of Lace Shawls has put in some time at the office. They each get to go home when I complete and bring in the next one.
Inky Dinky Progress
I’m into the spiderwebs. Woo-hoo!
Lucy Sez . . .
Ignore the fang photo from yesterday. I really am a cuddly-wuddly widdle pussycat.