Last night, like many nights, I was sitting on the canine sofa (the little loveseat that Opal, Jakob and I share) and the Resident non-Knitter was sitting on the feline sofa (the giant sofa with barely room for Ida Rose and RNK — they both get this sprawl thing going). We were watching a movie. I was knitting, still working on RNK’s sweater.
Out of the blue, he said, “It really is going to be a beautiful sweater.” Not sure I really heard that correctly, I asked him to repeat. Quite clearly he said, “It really is going to be a beautiful sweater.” WoW!
If you have been following along, you know that the RNK desire for a sweater was met by this knitter with extreme skepticism. None-the-less, I gamely sallied forth, knitting away, tinking away, knitting a little less gamely, tinking a little less enthusiastically, knitting, knitting, and more knitting. I believe the phrase “ape arms” even was mentioned.
He has steadfastly refused to try the sweater on — even though now would be a good time to check the fit while I could still do something about it. I presumed he was less than enamored with his sweater-to-be. Not so. I have proof. He said it twice.
He has been making comments that he thinks I am knitting “his” sweater in my size. Just to prove a point, I put it on last night. The sleeves come past the tips of my fingers. The bottom ribbing hits me somewhere around my upper thighs and the circumference at the chest is more than adequate for me even if I gain another 100 pounds or so. Not my size. I looked up from the image of myself in the mirror to see a grinning RNK behind me. “I guess it might fit me,” he said.
The end is in sight.
In the photo above, you can just see the bottom of one of my more recent acquisitions, a painting by David Montgomery. David is a talented plein air painter who lives and works in the San Luis Valley.
I’m fairly well-pleased at this point with the transition from a sweater written for flat knitting to a sweater knitted in the round. The raglan decreases turned out OK and I think that it looks like the decreasing for the neck is going to work out just fine too. However, I will keep my fingers crossed on that point until the neck stitches have all been picked up and a few rows of the neck band completed. Which should be soon.
Like the previous sweater, I had to make the switch from knitting round and round to knitting back and forth after I put the first neck stitches on a holder. This slows me down considerably. I do not cable well from the purl side.
And, after I figured out that the problem with my camera was not camera-related (ie read: The problem with the camera was operator error.), I managed to grab a few quick shots of one of my orchids in bloom. This is the third year I’ve had this one and it’s really putting on a nice show for us with two lovely blossoms.
It’s so hard to capture the color accurately. I love the way the sun shines through the petals and makes them sparkle. So lovely!
Meanwhile, I had another little spree:
I was browsing through some photos on the computer yesterday and found that I cast on for my “first” sweater sometime last March. Now, a year later, I’ve purchased enough yarn to knit well over a dozen other sweaters, I’ve finished three
two, and am closing in on the finishing for the forth third. At this rate of knitting/purchasing, I will be able to knit into eternity and back by next year. Heck. I probably can already if you take a look at my sock yarn stash, let alone the lace-weight pile. But hey, it’s good for the economy, right?