What do you do when you know you’re not going to meet your goal? Create a new one! When I realized I wasn’t going to complete my Colorful Tube Socks (as they’re titled on Ravelry) by the closing ceremony of the Olympic games (of which I watched only the men’s bicycling road race, but it was a good and dramatic event!), I created a new one. I should have said I’d finish them by the end of August, but I went with the much more nebulous “I’ll finish them when I finish them.” Besides, on August 3o, I wasn’t sure I’d be done by the end of August.
The Ravellenic Games, that is.
As in Ravelry, the world’s most incredible database of all things yarn and fiber. The idea is to knit, crochet, weave or spin your way through the Olympics. You cannot (or rather could not, as the time is in the past) start your project until the opening ceremony in Rio, and must have it finished by the closing ceremony.
This is my first year as a “Ravthelete,” having never heard of Ravelry before 2015. I’ve entered the Sock-Putt by trying to make a pair of tube socks with a twist. The twist is, well, literally, a twist in the 3×3 rib, a brightly colored foot, and little bobbles on the cuff. The photo on the right shows what the socks are supposed to look like once finished. The pattern is from the book Happy Feet by Cathy Carron, which I first found on Knitting Daily TV. (My yarn and colors of choice are shown in the picture above.)
The local yarn shop, fibre space, hosted a Ravellenics
kick-off cast-on party last night. It was a bit of a bust. NBC didn’t start airing anything until 7:30 (when the official cast-on time was 7:15), and when NBC did begin, it was all that pre-ceremony crap of boring interviews and lengthy commercials. I have no idea if the ceremonies even started by 9:00 pm, when the store closed and the party was supposed to end. I left early, having fed the meter for only 1½ hours.
My knitting heart is officially broken. My favorite local yarn shop (acronym LYS) is closing. The owner is retiring, and rather than sell the shop and its merchandise, she’s closing the store towards the end of August. I. Am. Devastated.
There are two local yarn shops I semi-routinely visit, fibre space in Old Town Alexandria and Uniquities in Vienna, VA. fibre space is young and hip (you can tell because its name is all lower case), neat and spacious, and closer to my home on the outskirts of Old Town. It specializes in locally-sourced yarns, very high end, and very expensive. And you must pay for street parking, if you can find a spot. (This is, after all, Old Town.)
Uniquities is further away, but it boasts free parking, and stocks many well-known high-end yarns. (Think Rowan, Noro, Tahki Stacey Charles, you get the idea.) It doesn’t have one inch of wasted space. And I love it! So guess which store is closing. Yep, Uniquities.
I’m not a focused person. I start one project, get bored, then begin something else because it haunts my brain. So now I have several items in the works. I have finished a few things, but we’ll talk about those later. This is about works in progress. Even more so, those projects that are actually on my needles, not the two or three projects that are awaiting assembly. More on those later, too.
My favorite yarn right now is Homespun by Lion Brand. It’s not a fancy hand-dyed boutique yarn. But it is made in America. It’s fuzzy and nubby, and even the non-variegated colorways host are multi-hued. It comes in 2 thicknesses, or weights, bulky and super bulky. Which means projects finish quickly. Always a plus for the attention-span challenged like me.
First up is the “8 Hour Throw.” I’m not following the pattern exactly. It calls for size 50 circular needles (needed to hold 40 huge stitches). I already have a pair of straight size 35 needles and refuse to buy another pair of humongous needles. Instead, I’m making it in three strips, changing the number of rows to get the same approximate size. At the rate I’m going (only the first two colors of the first strip are done), I’ll be finished by next winter. Definitely not 8 hours!
Hello. My name is Gail, and I’m a knitter. I learned to knit at my mother’s knee, but stopped when I went off to college. I didn’t pick it up again until all my friends started having babies, over 10 years later. I made baby ponchos for them in various colorways. Then another hiatus. I halfheartedly picked it up again several years ago as therapy. I knit a couple hats and eyeglass cases (which still need finishing). I also attempted something for my grand-niece, but that’s a story for another post. Then Outlander came to my television set, and I became enamored with all the knitwear. I found Ravelry, along with patterns for cowls, shawls, and fingerless mittens. Ravelry introduced me to boutique yarn shops as well as some tried and true old-school yarns, all of which offered still more patterns, techniques, and email lists to join. I searched for yarn shops in my local area, and found two yarn specialty shops, and the ubiquitous Michaels and JoAnn’s. And now?
Yarn has overtaken my home!
I filled my storage ottoman with yarn, but it overflowed. I started buying plastic bins and photo boxes to store the yarn in, but I never have enough.
I decided to dump it all out on the floor. I took a picture then looked around. I’d missed that box, and another box, and another, etc. And the storage ottoman, and yarn being kept in a big basket, and a few other smaller baskets.
When the blizzard of ’16 hit, what did I stock up on? Yarn! Friday morning I sped out to MIchaels (passing several backed up gas stations on the way) for another stash. And where was the first place I went once the roads were cleared? Michaels. For more yarn.
Do you think I have a problem?