Category Archives: I occasionally knit dishcloths

Songs for the three-needle bind off.

The body of Cable and Rib, she is done. I thought it would look more like a sweater, but the unseamed body without sleeves just looks like a postmodern ruana, with a whole bunch of ends which need weaving in. I found the bindoff more challenging than I expected; I love the cleverness of the technique, but keeping everything lined up was a challenge. Thankfully, the end result was worth it.

I’m chagrined that my next step is the picking up of 160 freaking stitches for each armhole – that doesn’t exactly make the sleeves seem smaller than the other parts of the sweater, and we all know how I feel about picking up stitches. I will do it, because I am too close to the end to stuff the sweater in a bag for another two years. But it won’t stop me from whipping out a little something knitted before Pickup-palooza 2007 begins.

Little Tent Dishcloth This is the Little Tent Dishcloth, which holds the distinction of being the first project on Ravelry that someone else’s FO inspired me to knit. Sidebar: as someone with *cough* well over 100 projects in her Ravelry queue, I was unreasonably excited that casting on for something actually removed it from that long list. Give me a break; I haven’t started something new in awhile.

I am, however, itching to start the I Love Gansey socks, because I won some yarn (Opal!) from Brooke (check out her terrific Central Park Hoodie here) as part of her blogiversary contest which would suit them to a T. Don’t tell Beth Brown-Reinsel, but the gansey has never been my favorite type of sweater. Those socks, however, are just my cup of tea. Thank you, Brooke, for providing the yarn and the inspiration! In the meantime, I still have 1 month 22 days to finish a certain sweater.

The most fun you can have with two needles.

Garterlac Dishcloth That sound you hear is hell freezing over. Why? Well, after I said I find entrelac scary and unappetizing, I saw Dave’s Garterlac Dishcloth. Since I have a weakness for garter stitch in small doses, I was faced with a dilemma: grouse about entrelac, or make something cool. As much as I enjoy a little snarking now and then, you can bet cool knitting won out.

I loved this, from beginning to end, probably because I also love short rows. It was like a puzzle, and it only took half a dishcloth to figure out which way the pieces went together. My only obstacle, if you could call it that, was that I still prefer “picking up” to “picking up and knitting” – which meant I occasionally found myself with the working yarn at the wrong end of the row to begin the instructions as written [If I had “picked up and knit”, that would have given me the establishing knit row the pattern calls for – still with me?]. So I would start with row 2, instead of row 1 and everyone seems to have lived happily ever after. Details: Peaches and Creme Cotton, color Seafoam, plus a dash of white, knit on size 4 Clover bamboos.

Of course you can also see that I ran out of yarn shortly before beginning the last tier – I’m calling that a design feature, a Japanese woodblock ocean or mountain print in a dishcloth. I’m so smitten with this, I could make another, but in my quest to avoid Yet Another Plain Vanilla Sock, I might make these (and by “might”, I mean the pattern has taken up permanent residence on my coffee table and I’m surprised I haven’t cast on yet.

There are no bad sweaters, just temporary fashion blindness.

Mmmm, bobbles I know. Another dishcloth – that sound you hear is surely hell freezing over as I turn around and do everything knitterly I swore was not for me – odds are I’ll bust out with a shawl next. I feel I earned this finished object, though, because after making it through the bobble and eyelet rounds unscarred (after which the MDK book says you can pat yourself on the back, particularly if you were watching TV – which I was, so I did), I promptly screwed up the symmetrical decreases – three times. How freaking hard is it to decrease after a marker? Well, first, you have to admit you need a marker, even on a small project. What can I say? I’m a slow learner. It’s not perfect, but I loved making it, so I’ll probably torture myself again with the pattern before I run out of dishcloth cotton.

So that makes six finished objects in 2006 – which ties me with my total for all of last year. Woo! I have just three items on the needles right now: the Retro Ribs and the Cabled Rib Cardigan, plus the emergency sock I mentioned here, which will be either Nancy Bush’s Conwy sock from Knitting on the Road (you know where to find the book, but have you seen the incredible FO photos that are part of the knitalong?) or RPM from Knitty, with a clever modification that makes it a little more mindless, er, easy to knit while looking like you’re paying attention in software training.

I also have a post up at Knitting Simplicity this week: Stashing, and the “sweet spot.” The project I mention there that I just don’t think is right for me would be the heartbreakingly lovely Salt Peanuts by Veronik Avery you’ll recall that I went through a great deal of work trauma to get enough yarn…only to suspect know the sweater wouldn’t suit me. When life gives you a sweater’s worth of lemons, what can you do but make lemonade? After considering, I think I can make Bonne Marie’s Ribby Cardi using the Muench Bergamo. You know there are many lovely Ribbys out there, but were you aware there appears to be a small subset of genus Ribbyius knitterus who have chosen to make the sweater in an allover 2×2 rib, like this one and this one – that’s exactly the kind of sweater I need. I have no idea why ribbing makes me swoon, but it does, so who am I to argue with my id? To the untrained eye, the Ribby and The Very Thought of Him (which I threaten to cast on for during every entry) look as similar as the cerulean belts featured in The Devil Wears Prada – don’t be fooled! I may need both to be truly fashion forward.

Knitting in Public, on my own porch P.S. Scout? This is where I knit (complete with IPod full of Living on Earth podcasts and a big supply of Diet Dr. Pepper), but only during the summer months, obviously. Adirondack chair = handmade birthday present for me from Knit One Purl Too’s Knitting Environment Enhancement Staff (aka my husband). Must. make. effort. on. his. cabled. wool. sweater. Must show the knitting love. Thank God for air conditioning, or I’d need to knit naked!

It was a dishcloth, er, warshrag, emergency.

Now I can't say I haven't knit one. I could blame it on Kay and Ann, and there’s no question Bonne Marie had an influence. I finally broke my long-held rule against dishcloths this week while working out the logjams and details accompanying knitting projects which are misbehaving. You know what? I didn’t feel weird – I felt like Elizabeth Zimmerman, with all the garter stitch.

Details: Grandmother’s Favorite Dishcloth in Peaches and Creme Cotton, color Seafoam, knit on size 4 Clover Bamboos. There’s an alarming amount of the skein left.

Regular wool-based blogging will resume shortly. What on earth came over me? I feel like I just survived a bout of the 24-hour warshrag flu…