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It’s about damn time. May 5, 2008

Filed under: KAL,pattern lust,sweater — wayoffiber @ 5:21 pm
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Dear Scarves,

I didn’t really buy much at MD Sheep and Wool this year. I’m not sure if that’s an accomplishment or a sign of my lackadaisical crafting of late. It’s sensible, according to my budget, at least. But I wish I’d gone with a plan to find some yarn to make a sweater. Catch-22, since it’s only through going that I grew more determined than ever to finally knit one.

I am more than capable of knitting a sweater by now. I have pretty steady tension, can eyeball things reasonably well, and knit fast enough when I’m focused that it won’t take me fo-re-ver to finish. Or maybe just not any more “forever” than it takes me for any other project.

Besides, I really want to own this. Minimalist Cardigan, from Interweave Knits It’s the perfect sweater for me. Three quarter sleeves, so it’s not getting in the way and a minimalist, conservative silhouette. I think the balanced knitting and purling of a sturdy moss stitch would suit me well too.

Now I just have to choose an appropriate yarn (that I can afford)in the next month or so and get 1100 yards of it. Worsted, drapey (the original is a wool/alpaca blend and woe betide me if I don’t make sure the yarn has some drape, at least), it shouldn’t take too long to knit up 1100 yards or yarn, right?

I just can’t decide between the merits of acrylic’s easy-care possibilities and an all-natural, maybe even luxury fiber blend’s heirloom feel. Thoughts?

And besides, we need to figure out what to do for the knit-a-long. I think a sheepy design on cotton coasters or little cloths could be a great and amusing idea. Did you have any new ones?

— Skewers

P.S. L got some yarn at Sheepie Fest that might be almost as bad as the ones you love. I worry I might have offended her with my honest and enthusiastic “augh!  I could never knit with that!!”, though… I’m so used to my enthusiastic “oh, that’s awful” being greeted by amused laughter, like when you show me some new specimen of horrible yarn that you adore! I tried to explain, but I might have to try again. And really, how easy is it for someone to understand that your horror over their yarn choice doesn’t make you think less of them at all, and in fact might bring back fond memories of your knitting buddy?