| Ann from Oz ( @ 2005-10-06 11:24:00 |
Stash reduction
Ftp Success!
What does a woman do when she loses her online connections and has time that would have been frittered away happily wandering through LJ land?
Why she attacks those UFO’s, that’s what! And now I have my ftp to Ozemail re-established, here for your amusement are my efforts.
Started this last year as veggie knitting, Sally Melville’s Where’s the opaque? sweater from her book The knit stitch.
Easy, mindless knitting that looks better on:
and is incredibly comfortable to wear.
I bought this angora 9 years ago to make one of those fluffy puffy late ‘80’s designs, got sidetracked and pulled out the half back – which was the sum total of my progress – two years ago. Pebble beach from Interweave Knits seemed like an attractive use of the yarn but halfway through shaping the armhole I realized that I had committed the greatest knitting faux pas of all: not checking the gauge.
(That would be the finished back on the left, the partially complete front look odd because it has a pouch pocket under construction and Mischief-the-boy's-birthday-moggie is investigating.)
Alas I ought to be knitting the next size up. Or dieting.
Seriously considered living with sausage skin tight armholes but had an attack of conscience and frogged to the start of the armholes, adjusted the rate of decrease and it might fit me, if not, Ellen is a growing gal.
This:
this is my nemesis. Have been nibbling away at this for no less than 6 years. The yarn is Rowan denim and it is just like knitting shredded jeans. There is no pleasure in the doing of it at all y’all. This is a novelty yarn inasmuch as you must knit it oversize and wash it in very hot water before sewing up as, like old fashioned denim, it will shrink.
Looking at the size of it – and yes I am knitting this to gauge – it will need to do a mind boggling amount of shrinking to be anything less than a dress for me.
Fortunately this is a fisherman’s gansey style of pattern and therefore by definition unisex. And the boy’s favourite colour is blue. And at 13 he’s starting to sprout.
Unfortunately after cheerfully casting off the collar I reached in to the yarn basket with sleevage in mind only to realize that the remaining 4 balls of yarn will not cut it. I knew I wouldn’t get the same dye lot after 8 years (yeah, I had it in the stash for two years and on reflection sincerely wish I’d left it there) but if the dyes don’t even out in the wash the sleeves will exhibit a rather unique striping amongst the patterns at the top.
And the scarf
was just fun, fun, fun. One ball of Noro something or other and the pattern a freebie Wendyknits.
Tomorrow pond pics. And the first rose of the season.
Ftp Success!
What does a woman do when she loses her online connections and has time that would have been frittered away happily wandering through LJ land?
Why she attacks those UFO’s, that’s what! And now I have my ftp to Ozemail re-established, here for your amusement are my efforts.
Started this last year as veggie knitting, Sally Melville’s Where’s the opaque? sweater from her book The knit stitch.

Easy, mindless knitting that looks better on:

and is incredibly comfortable to wear.
I bought this angora 9 years ago to make one of those fluffy puffy late ‘80’s designs, got sidetracked and pulled out the half back – which was the sum total of my progress – two years ago. Pebble beach from Interweave Knits seemed like an attractive use of the yarn but halfway through shaping the armhole I realized that I had committed the greatest knitting faux pas of all: not checking the gauge.

(That would be the finished back on the left, the partially complete front look odd because it has a pouch pocket under construction and Mischief-the-boy's-birthday-moggie is investigating.)
Alas I ought to be knitting the next size up. Or dieting.
Seriously considered living with sausage skin tight armholes but had an attack of conscience and frogged to the start of the armholes, adjusted the rate of decrease and it might fit me, if not, Ellen is a growing gal.
This:

this is my nemesis. Have been nibbling away at this for no less than 6 years. The yarn is Rowan denim and it is just like knitting shredded jeans. There is no pleasure in the doing of it at all y’all. This is a novelty yarn inasmuch as you must knit it oversize and wash it in very hot water before sewing up as, like old fashioned denim, it will shrink.
Looking at the size of it – and yes I am knitting this to gauge – it will need to do a mind boggling amount of shrinking to be anything less than a dress for me.
Fortunately this is a fisherman’s gansey style of pattern and therefore by definition unisex. And the boy’s favourite colour is blue. And at 13 he’s starting to sprout.
Unfortunately after cheerfully casting off the collar I reached in to the yarn basket with sleevage in mind only to realize that the remaining 4 balls of yarn will not cut it. I knew I wouldn’t get the same dye lot after 8 years (yeah, I had it in the stash for two years and on reflection sincerely wish I’d left it there) but if the dyes don’t even out in the wash the sleeves will exhibit a rather unique striping amongst the patterns at the top.
And the scarf

was just fun, fun, fun. One ball of Noro something or other and the pattern a freebie Wendyknits.

Tomorrow pond pics. And the first rose of the season.