21 September 2008
will o' the wisp
My first experience knitting with cobweb weight yarn is, well, quite an experience thus far. Lace knitting. Who knew?
A chance visit to the op shop recently resulted in the purchase of several cones of varying weight and colour vintage yarns from the Wangaratta Woollen Mills. Oh it was timely, and I was excited by the possibilities. Knitting, dyeing, skeining, winding, planning.
And while I have lately been daydreaming of knitting a wispy, ethereal shawl, I thought I'd begin with baby lace steps ... a scarf.
The Haruha Scarf, to be exact.
I've mastered the art of knitting from a chart (the idea of which had previously put me right off many a pattern) and the lace is slowly emerging from the needles as if by magic. It's a different beast to my usual knitting though - no satisfying click of the needles, no firm woolly fabric growing onto my lap and settling with a sense of importance and finality. Just a feeling of insubstantial fiddling with barely there materials, and a wafty web floating around my wrists.
I noticed that another haruha knitter (Ravelry link) had worked out she could knit one lace repeat in half an hour, and thus could manage two repeats in her lunch hour. Timing myself tonight I discovered I can do a repeat in 25 minutes (smug? oh yes) but shied away from calculating just how many hours will actually go into the making of this little neck cloud. Oh no, that would be too scary. Better to just try and achieve one lacy cobwebby repeat each day, in amongst the other tasks and detritus of daily life, and enjoy the journey.
Just what I need. A reminder to enjoy the journey.
Thank you all for your kind words on my last post. The generosity of the blogworld never fails to amaze me and lift me up. I tried to reply to everyone, but if you don't register an email address with Blogger it's hard to respond. Please know every comment was heard and appreciated very much. We are missing our sweet old girl, but this morning I found this - the last photo taken of her a day or so before she died, and it made me smile. The dog will get to lick both the container and the lid from now on.