Six hundred fifty two stitches. That is how long the last row was. Six hundred and fifty two stitches.

It took and hour and a half to bind off that one, very long row.

It was totally worth it.


Pogona in my handspun. Fiber from Spunky Eclectic Fiber Club, July 2012 A Bug’s Life. Spinning the yarn blogged here. Ravelry Project page here.

As my knitting skills increase, I find less and less projects that really challenge me, and therefore knitting has become a little less satisfying. Not that I don’t totally love knitting, because I do. But, as I have stated before, I relish the difficulty, the collection of new skills, and the notches on my belt. Now that I have conquered knitting I don’t get that really big swell of “I did it” emotion when I block out my finished objects. Don’t get me wrong, I get happy and I love the way things turn out and I am excited about creating something beautiful with two pointy sticks and a piece of wool. I just don’t feel like I scaled Mount Everest or really conquered anything. Remember this post in which I was gloriously ecstatic because I had conquered lace? And this post when I finally became a sock knitter (but didn’t know it yet)? It was about the challenge. And I overcame.

Alas, knitting has no more challenges for me. And if that sounds crazy (because we all know that I am not Elizabeth Zimmerman by a long shot and I certainly can’t do it all) than let me clarify by saying that I have learned all that I am interested in learning at this time. I don’t desire to learn entrelac and I ┬ádon’t have time to become a proficient designer, and I have done what I want to do.

Enter spinning and a whole new world of challenges. I know nothing. I can do nothing. I have this awesome spinning wheel and some beautiful fiber and every second that I spin takes concentration and effort and heaps of “hope I am doing this right”. Challenge. Thrill. And when I conquer, I feel satisfied.

That is what this shawl is. Satisfying. A great accomplishment. As I pinned it out on the blocking board I felt that feeling well up in my chest.

I did it. I did it well. I conquered.

The yarn is still so flawed and the colors didn’t work out quite the way that I had hoped. But, the knitting was enlightening, teaching me, among other things, that knitting with your handspun is part of perfecting your spinning technique.

It is also terribly satisfying.

What I’d Rather Do

According to Ravelry, I have five unfinished projects in the works.

1. A test lace shawl
that I ran out of yarn for and cannot finish till I get more (don’t worry, there is more. I just have to get it).

2. A crochet project
that I am not really all that interested in working on. Ever. (I will, I am just not interested)

3. A sweater for me
that has a lace panel where I messed up somewhere and don’t even want to contemplate the ripping that is required to fix it.

4. The mitten garland
that doesn’t have to be done until December.

5. A gorgeous silk lace shawl
that I have no reason not to knit, but I haven’t picked it up in months.

All of this means that I have nothing to work on.

Normally, I would happily cast on two or three (maybe more) new projects. I have tons of yarn and lots of empty needles and the queue is full.

But, I am really enjoying my new wheel. I would rather spin than knit.

This scares me a little. Will I ever knit again? Have I lost my knitting fervor?

Probably not. Because I keep dreaming of the things that I will knit with the yarn that I am spinning. Maybe I just lost the desire to knit with any other yarn than my own?

For now, I am spinning this lovely merino/silk with which I hope to make a breathtaking Wingspan.

Knitting is still pretty cool, but for now, I’d rather be spinning.