I *do* want a tiny blanket.
So a while ago I ripped some seams and sewed some new ones and voilà!: instant tiny blanket. It’s only 3 x 3 squares, so basically a lap blanket that doesn’t reach my toes, which — as it turns out — is the perfect size for warm evenings on the couch. The scarf thing was good, but I was afraid I wouldn’t get much use out of it … and, well, the Lizard Ridge was just too big (in terms of long-drawn-out investment of time, at least) to hang up on a hook and forget about. So blanket it is.
And it’s expandable! The blanket scheme left one extra lonely square, but with just two more (3 x 4) I could cover my toes for winter.
Also, I very much love that my camera can’t handle pink. It looks like the wool is glowing.
In a flashy color?
Ginormous circular shawl?
Well, it’s not ginormous yet, but give it time. Yesterday, after a relatively quick Malabrigo-finding mission to the Haus of Yarn, I cast on for this lovely: the Shetland Tea Shawl from A Gathering of Lace. It’s based on the EZ pi shawl, just like the girasole, which makes for very straightforward increasing and breaks the knitting up into a series of very approachable (though knit over ever-doubling stitch counts) lace charts.
Here I am working my way through chart uno: the shetland fern. I wanted to keep going, but it was time for bed before I made some kind of unfixable mistake.
I’m thinking of repeating the last chart twice — bigger! and it looks really nice — in a contrast color. After hauling out just about every solid-color Malabrigo lace skein in the store, I decided on frank ochre (35). It’s flashy, but also somehow neutral enough that I can see myself wearing it with lots of different things. (Okay, I’ll be honest: I don’t always care about matching very much.) For the contrast color, I’m thinking of going big or going home: hollyhock. And then switching back to the main color for the knit-on border, kinda like this. Though I don’t want to overpower the lace with crazy color changes, so I’m going to wait and see.
Funnily enough, I’ve found that knitting lace is one of the only things that really relaxes me. I know I talk about the rhythm and repetition of kntting lace a lot, but that’s precisely what lulls my brain into quietness. It’s a strange sensation when it’s going well: I’m thinking and counting and following the pattern, but at the same time, my hands are just knitting. If I think too much, I make a mistake. I love that my hands know better than my brain somehow.