The Falkland’s Will

I asked the wool what it wanted to be.
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It answered back, “Beautiful”

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I was happy to oblige.

So often I take a braid of fiber and I form it into what I want it to be. This time, I let it do what it wanted, taking me out of my comfort zone, yet soothing and easy at the same time. This braid of Falkland from Friends in Fiber spun up into such a gorgeous single that I knew it didn’t want to be plied. So I fulled it and snapped it and hung it to dry, then anxiously awaited the finished object. 

It did not disappoint. This lovely yarn is going to a dear friend and I cannot wait to see what she makes with it. Maybe it will tell her what it wants to be.

Ta-Da!

Are you ready for the big reveal? (drumroll, please)IMGP4491

Ta-DA!

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A sunny Tessa Ann Button matches perfectly. I sewed it to a toggle button so that I can move it around or take it off when I want to wear the sweater open. IMGP4503

I found the perfect orange ribbon to cover up the steek edge. IMGP4504

I designed the color work chart to make the best use of the yarn, “Selah Deconstructed” set from Mosaic Moon.

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Happy sweater makes me happy!

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Ravelry project page here.

Mosaic Moon Mini Set Contest here.

Rushing It

Carried by the high my first steek afforded me, I blithely picked up stitches along the neckband of my colorwork sweater.

As I sat and chatted with my in-laws during their week-long visit from Ohio, I worked away at it.

Watching Muppet movies with my kids, I worked away at it.

Drinking coffee and staying up late, I worked on it.

And then I bound off. It was done.

It looked awful.

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I knew all along that I was rushing it.

I picked up 2 stitches out of 3. It really needs 3 out of 4.

I knit a 2×2 rib, but to match the hem and the cuffs, I should have done 1×1 rib.

I was relaxed and happy, so the stitches are relaxed and happy, too.

The end result is an awesome sweater with a sloppy, poorly sized, pathetically executed button band.

I don’t have much time left if I am going to enter this sweater in the Mosaic Moon Mini Skien Contest, so I skipped the pouting, knitting something else, procrastinating, and whining phase of frogging and got right to it.

I will be glad to have it done right. I will be happy that I frogged it. I will like the look of a more dense 1×1 ribbing that actually fits the sweater. I will be proud to wear it when it looks good.

But today I am a little pouty and a little whiney as I pick up all of those stitches again. Today I am wondering if I can finish it in time to block it and photograph it for the contest. Today I am a little irritated with myself.

I guess that is what I get for rushing it.

The Steek

My heart was pounding in my chest. My palms were sweating. I could barely breathe.

Carefully, I double checked the blue lines of thread that ran up the front of my colorful knitting.

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Taking the scissors in my hand and inhaling a deep, steadying breath, I put the steel to the wool.

And then I cut it.

I think I might have started to black out a little, so I paused and waited for my sight to return.

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Seeing the shiny silver scissors eating up my knitting made me a little nauseous, but I carried on and cut up the entire length of my sweater.

My hand was shaking as I set the scissors down next to my carefully constructed knitting. I stepped back and leaned against the china cabinet for a moment.

Then I looked at my work and I was happy.

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My first steek was a success!

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