I have a somewhat boring scarf on the needles – and I love it.
I don’t have to think too much about it but if I find I go completely mindless, I mess it up. Perfect. So far I’ve had to go back twice. Once to take out a stitch that didn’t look right to me. (There are some knitters who will see one stitch out of the 25,000 stitches that go int something, and if that one stitch is too odd, a little longer than the other stitches in my case, they will go bonkers until it’s corrected.) The other was because the stitch didn’t look right to me, either. This is a lace pattern and the hole was too large – much larger than the other lace around it.
Taking it down meant working with yarn overs (knitters know what I’m talking about. A ‘yarn over’ is literally just that: the yarn goes over the working needle to form a new stitch) but I was glad to do it.
Weird stitches always find the camera lens. No matter how you turn it or cover it, weird stitches somehow have a pact with every camera on the planet to make them show up on every photo. Then there’s the shopper who finds the weird stitch and then shows you the weird stitch, somehow gets you to admit it’s a weird stitch then demands an ninety-three percent discount to take this ‘flawed piece’ off your hands.
Nope, better to remove the weird stitch and replace it with a conforming stitch so lacking in confidence that it makes itself look like the other stitches.
I also have an afghan on some other needles and I am using Homespun Yarn. This is almost fuzzy kind of yarn and depending on how you’re doing the stitches, the details don’t show that much which is why I am not at all concerned that the pattern doesn’t always come out the way it’s supposed to. I can’t find the mistakes and I know there are some because the row doesn’t end the way it’s supposed to. I’ve done the pattern before in a smooth yarn and you must have the stitches line up when the yarn is smoother. Here, you don’t, so I’m not so worried about it.
I understand I am living at the extremes with these projects. Who said the life of a knitter is safe? Ha.
It’s getting closer to the time we say our final good-bye to Duke. Yes, he passed in January but we’ve had his ashes for a while waiting for the weather to be warm enough for the ground to thaw. I told Mr. Honey yesterday that it was almost time. It will be this week as I will be out in the garden clearing out some stuff.
I really do miss that dog. Someone offered us an eleven year old dog but that’s just a little too old and they were a little too big. We would be saying good-bye all over again in too short a time. I know Mr. Honey’s view but you don’t really think that he is going to get the final final say, do you?