Thursday, February 25, 2010
Right off the bat, the creative space is a whole big lot of Kate’s fault, because she gorgeously sent me two servings of Noro Silk Garden. With nary a backward glance at the three quarters finished scarf or the two thirds finished scarf (even when this is such a delicious knit), I'm flirting about on Ravelry, purchasing further Noro reinforcement and casting on number three...
What I’m doing, is scarfing around the issue. I love neck knitwear but I don’t do torso well. Long ago, my brothers would exclaim at the smallness of my feet. Apparently, this was explained by the lack of sunlight my toes received due to the shadow cast by my well endowed-ness. Gotta love ’em. The brothers I mean. Therein lies the curse of this curvy, vertically-challenged knitter. So many other non-yarn things just look so much more flattering.
So my Noro scarf, cobbled together after cruising around Ravelry is an interchanging two ball of yarn, two row, 29 stitch, single rib with a purlwise slipped stitch at the beginning and end of each second row. Four balls in total. Perfect to haul along to a grade one school info night, (nothing like a Steiner school for getting away with the crafty), not drop a stitch and still take in which day fruit chopping duties fall.
Not that this isn’t an entirely unhair-raising experience. I didn’t know what I was getting into with Noro. I thought I had purchased relatively sedate colourways, as close as possible to those from Kate. Pah! The randomness of the colour combinations elicit frequent screeches of horror. Followed by bemusement from this usually uber-anal colour chooser-er.
In other rivoting news, the rowing is going well. I hate it slightly less. Nine kilometres of staring at the same spot on the gym wall, slowly turning the shade of the ripest tomato last night. Nine kilometres of what I only now, at time of typing, realise is the sporty equivalent of the old schoolgirl adage: I must, I must, I must increase my bust.
Pop over to see the embroidering, post ‘dusk shoot’ Kirsty for more Creative ‘Spacers’...