I knew I’d been on a bit of a dishcloth knitting kick the last few weeks but I didn’t realize exactly how much I’d gone to my go-to mindless knitting:
Looks like everyone will be getting a dishcloth this Christmas.
(There may be another 3 in various stages of completion strategically stashed in various locations. Don’t judge.)
Pattern: Gaterlac Dishcloth
Yarn: Knit Picks Dishie; Hobby Lobby I Love this Cotton; Pisgah Peaches & Creme; (and I can’t remember what the blue/green/yellow/white was)
I have this love-hate relationship with knit toys. I love the end result, but they all seem to involve my least favourite part of knitting – sewing. For some reason I had this crazy idea that if I knit a toy as a flat square it would be more fun to assemble. Actually, it was more on the lines of: “a square is easy to knit. I’ll worry about the details later”. If I had a nickel every time I thought the last part of the that thought…
Anyway, I got to this stage:
…thought “WHAT was I thinking!” (again, if I had a nickel) and settled down with the instructions to figure it out.
The put together involved counting, and apparently also had some dependence on knitting the exact number of rows, not just knitting til it sort of looked like a square. As I got putting it together, I kept thinking:
“My that head looks small.”
I did the next couple of instructions, assuring myself it was one of those mysteries of the universe that would suddenly make sense when it was done.
It didn’t; the head still looks small.
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A few weeks ago during the hockey playoffs Twitter was a twitter when this photo started making the rounds:
Not being a hockey fan, I stumbled across it inadvertently when someone I follow (an avid Pittsburg fan) tweeted about her.
I’ve written before about the challenges of knitting in public, particularly at work. She fell into a hole I’ve carefully tried to avoid: people thinking that you were not engaged while holding needles and yarn. Clearly it’s easier to make that connection in person as opposed to a nationally televised sporting event.
While there have been many traditional media articles written since the initial tweet, what has struck me is how she has responded on Twitter. It is a lesson in how social media allows people to voice their response immediately in conjunction with more in depth coverage from traditional media. While both have their roles in telling the story, I believe that without her quick and informed responses, the initial reaction of the twitter post might have also been the tone of the traditional media stories. Instead she has articulately made her case that because you are knitting doesn’t mean you are not paying attention.
At a time when news stories are questioned on a daily basis, it is an interesting lesson on how you can control your own narrative.
Last year I bought an assortment of neon yarn and made mittens for my nieces and nephews. I ended up with a pile of brightly coloured scrap yarn, so when I was looking for something to knit for a birthday gift, they jumped out of my collection at me.
I love striped hats in general, but Rainbow Marley is a particular favourite for children; the curly-cues on the top make this hat in my opinion.
Pattern: Rainbow Marley
Yarn: Knit Picks Swish Worsted Brights in an assortment of colours.
Needles: Knitter’s Pride Marblz Interchangeables and DPNs in US 7
For nephews with May birthdays, mittens always seem a little silly. As cold as it’s been this year, they may need to wear them before fall.
I’ve been in a weird knitting funk lately. I’m not knitting as much; what I am knitting I’m not really finishing; and what I am finishing, well, it doesn’t rank high on the excitement scale (“oh look: another dishcloth”*).
I did manage to finish a cable hat recently. I love the look of cable hats but I’ve not knit that many of them. Evergreen Cap was an easy knit. I did have a bit of problem with maintaining the cables through the top decreases, but I think that’s more related to my completely misplaced faith in my ability to remember my place in the pattern without marking it than the pattern itself. (This also manifests in a belief that I don’t need a grocery list because I’ll remember everything I need when I’m at the store.)
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