Let’s start with girasole.
Almost exactly 11 months (many of them spent in my craft closet of purgatory doom), close to 1400 yards of jumper-weight wool, and one move to Tennessee later, I’m amazed that I actually finished this shawl. It’s beautiful.
Yesterday I was a bit lost without this shawl to work on. It had definitely become a part of my routine.
Though I’m still not a 100% sure how to wear it.
Lizard Ridge is, without a doubt, my oldest WIP: I started it in April 2007. Wow. Since then I’ve:
1. moved to Germany
2. broken up with one boyfriend
3. left one graduate program
4. moved back to New Jersey
5. found a new graduate program
6. got some health problems resolved after many years
7. moved to Tennessee
8. finished my first year in the new program
It was time to shut it down.
Even after all of those years, I still only had 10 of the 24 required squares. Yeah, not looking too promising. I sat down to start square no. 11 last night — while watching Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (creepy) — and realized that I just didn’t want to knit this anymore. Maybe I could have finished up one or two squares, but I needed 14. And so I decided to stop.
This morning, I laid out all of my squares for a lap blanket. Then I thought, I don’t really need a tiny blanket. How about another shawl?
Now I have a shawl. Well, now after a couple hours of stitching pieces together and weaving in ends.
Making this up was no joke.
It’s just 10 squares, arranged in an L-shape: one long row of six squares sewn together side-to-side, topped by a block of 4 squares. For the moment, I decided to leave the edges raw and curly. We’ll see.
All in all, I like it. But mostly, I’m happy to have put the Lizard Ridge to bed. It was time.