There's a new scarf 'round my neck these days.
I've kinda been putting off writing this post because I suspect that it's going to be boring as all get-out to read. But it needs to be written. You need to know what I've been up to.
Anyway, back to the scarf. As you can probably see, this is a nubbly, boucle yarn. It's soft and squishy, and very cosy and warm. All good things in something that's going to be around my neck.
Why then didn't I speed this scarf through to an FO? I'll tell you. Believe it or not, I knit this scarf not once, but two, maybe three times.
It had a pretty inauspicious beginning. A simple garter stitch panel.
Too simple, in my opinion. And too flat and stiff, as well. Okay, do over!
What's a knitter to do? Look for inspiration, that's what! Cruising blogs one fine day I came across Nik's own design of a drop-stitch scarf. This is the second time that Nik has inspired my knitting, and I'm grateful for it.
Would the drop-stitch pattern work with my yarn? There was only one way to find out.
Yup, not bad. At the suggestion of fellow Spider, Virginia, I placed the YOs ever sixth row, instead of every other row. While Nik lives in North Carolina, and can probably get away with a light-weight scarf most days, here in New York we need some thermal protection (especially today, brrrrrr).
I was happy with what I saw. I knit, I knit, I knit and I knit.
Meanwhile, fall continued on:
I filled an apartment with boxes:
I rescued my stuff from storage:
And I moved to Brooklyn:
The scarf was easily four-feet long at this point. I ignored that nagging sensation that was telling me that my scarf was to wide. I had enough going on in my life and I didn't need to be bothered by the details of what I was knitting, I just needed the feel of the yarn and the needles in my fingers. I kept knitting, and ignoring.
I ignored, I ignored, I ignored. Until I could ignore no more:
That darn thing is too wide (thanks Lisa, for the photo).
I frogged, I frogged, and I frogged some more. I started again. [Yes, I frogged the entire scarf. What good is a too-wide scarf? And why should I waste the money that I spent on that yarn on something that I would never wear?]
So, once again, I knit, and knit, and knit. Pretty soon I had something nice to show for it.
Here I am (thanks Nancy) with that look of concentration I seem to get when I'm engrossed in something (hey, at least my tongue wasn't sticking out).
There, now you have it. Now you know.