How much do I love the Malabrigo sock? Well, to quote Elizabeth Barrett Browning might be a bit over the top … but headed in that general direction. On the wool spectrum, anyway.
I’m pretty sure I still love my kitty more. Unless she keeps waking me up in the middle of the night. Then the Malabrigo might just have the edge.
The Damson is just speeding along. I’m so glad that Ysolda decided to put together a second whimsical collection (have I already linked there?): not only will there be lots more cute things to knit, but the imminent arrival of #2 has reminded me how much from #1 still remains only queued. Indeed, it was with Ishbel that I went over the triangular-shawl precipice.
My only concern at this point is that the body is seeming a bit on the small side. From the scematic, the shawl looks to be diminutive, so I’m not worried yet. But I do know that I get more use out of — and enjoy wearing — slightly larger shawls: my silk springtime bandit has revealed itself as the most perfectest size ever (60″ across the top, 24″ at the center). And the slightly heavier weight of the silk makes it drape beautifully.
On the other hand, the small size makes this shawl a very portable project. And as I’m trying to start up a campus-going routine, that seems ideal. Computer, books, notebooks, lunch, wallet, and and and … not much room left over for the knitting.
p.s. Thanks for all of your nice comments about the delayed furniture. I needed a good whinge. It should be here soon, though. Fingers crossed!