fiddlehead pullover


Fiddlehead Pullover
Design by Courtney Kelley, available from Kelbourne Woolens, c/o the Purl Bee
Knitted in Auracania Ranco in #102 (lime)
Ravelry link

I was about to post this when what popped up in my reader? Another sweater in the same pattern by Laura of the newedist. Too funny.The leather buttons Laura used are amazing, and the yarn looks super sumptuous.

This little guy knit up nicely, although I’ll be happy to escape fine gauges for a little bit now that it’s done. I mightn’t have knit it had I noticed that there is crochet around the neck edge. I am so intimidated by crochet. The pattern was well written, but due to my crochetphobia I would have liked a little more direction when it came to that, and to making the button loops but for someone more confident that wouldn’t be an issue. Also, I don’t think crochet works well with a variegated yarn but I’ll get over it.

Like I said in my last post, I’m really happy with what happens to this yarn upon washing. The fabric feels strong and firm but still soft enough and with a nice shine and drape.

The sweater is for a little boy, but I snuck in a pinkish-redish heart button along with the green ones that more or less blend in.

Yay!

I’ve really been enjoying Alicia’s work lately on Posie Gets Cozy. Her sewing and knitting and crochet are worked up so beautifully and her posts (and Andy’s) are full of such a lovely hopeful spirit. Some of the sweaters she’s finished lately have been just so great!

See you next time, friends.

 

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Work in progress: Fiddlehead Pullover


We will be moving house in a little less than two months. I’ve been taking measures to reduce my possessions, envisioning a clean start in the new apartment with only my favorite things in it. Ideally this is how my house would always be, but things do creep in. Among my possessions is a large amount of yarn. Some of the impulse purchases have already been donated, while some of the yarn I’ve been intimidated by or just hadn’t found the right project for will move with me, or (with any luck) be knitted up and given as gifts before we move. If only I could knit while I sleep!

I bought this Auracania Ranco at least 3 years ago. I was going to make a summer pullover but there are few more impractical garments. If I’m going to wear a sweater in the summer it will be a cardigan. The pattern is the Fiddlehead pullover. I’ve got the front and back knit, and one of the sleeves. I’ve got about 10 more rows of the second sleeve to go, plus all the finishing. It’s very cute indeed, and the yarn is completely different and much nicer after a wash.
Oh for summer

I went to the store today and bought two pints of strawberries. I subsequently ate them all myself. It was a touch greedy but oh, it was almost like summer!

string theory

In the wash
Every so often I think about why I knit. Why has it kept me interested for the past 16 years or so?

There are so many good things about knitting for me. It keeps my hands busy while I’m watching movies or television (or even reading!) so I don’t snack or get otherwise distracted. I’m able to make things that I like in whatever fibre or colour I want. I can make gifts for people that are very personal.

Lately, though, I’ve been musing on the transformative quality of knitting. You start with string, and in the case of a sweater you turn that string into a fabric, which becomes a piece of something, which becomes a whole. Something relatively abstract becomes something concrete. A recognizable and practical garment that is, one would hope, comfortable, warm, and possibly even beautiful.

How often in life does that happen? I spend my days at work doing things that you can’t really see. I love my work and it’s satisfying, but still somewhat frustrating to toil all day and have nothing to actually show for it unless you count the monthly¬†paycheck¬†(which is a delight).

Knitting has become necessary for me. If I’m away from my knitting for too many days I get edgy. It’s certainly not the only thing in my life that has this sort of effect in its absence, my husband and exercise are also essentials, but it’s in a small club of things I don’t think I could live entirely happily without.