a tale of two sleeves

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.


I should really save the title for when I have a pair of sleeves with a story (preferably set during the French Revolution), but sleeves — even when going well — do tend to feel like the best and worst of (knitting) times: close enough for sleeves/ the sleeves still to knit.


So, yes, I’ve reached the sleeves on my latest attempt at OWLS.  They might be dragging.


Here’s yesterday’s progress: I finished up sleeve the first, quickly abandoning — yet again — the extra-long, extra-cozy version I thought I wanted for a three-quarter/ bracelet length.  Really, it’s just so much more pratical in the south.  Especially with spring almost here.  (No, really.)

So I’m rushing to get the sleeves done, move onto the yoke and all of those owls.  If only school work weren’t interfering.  As usual.



A.W.O.L. indeed.  I took the week off — most certainly without leave — and it was glorious.  I passed the oral exam on Monday morning, then quickly proceeded to realize just how much of a relief it was to be finished.  Again.

That “again” was causing a lot of anxiety, but now … I get to write “with distinction” on my C.V. and, well, that feels really good.  Really, really good.

Wool-buying good, in fact.


I picked up this lovely EcoWool in the hopes of some kind of wooly, neutral cardigan.  This was my inspiration, but in the end I went with another try at OWLS, this time in my size.  The Mawrtyr in me is very partial to the idea of sporting a parliament of wooly owls.


This might all end in disaster, of course, since my gauge is all kinds of off.  And I’m attempting to fashion this as a cardigan … because Nashville and pullovers just don’t seem to work.  Despite the current cold weather and snow, this is a “humid subtropical climate” — with BBQ and fried chicken — so, you know, layers of wool aren’t all that necessary most of the time.


It’s a modest start, but today’s schedule of reading just might be the perfect opportunity to make a dent in the waist shaping.  If it turns out even half as flattering and easy-to-wear as twenty eleven, I’ll be a very happy camper.

selbu slow

More to remind myself that anything, here’s selbu two … languishing.  I really need to finish this.

Alice loves EcoWool

The other evening, I made Alice a wooly yarn ball, just to see … and, yep, she’s a cat.  It’s pretty darn adorable watching her bat this around the house.

Alice loves EcoWool

action shot!

I feel behind on life right now.  Certainly on blogging and commenting and responding … after I finished up all the writing for the exam (done! passed! oral on Monday!), my brain just gave up the ghost.  If it didn’t involve trashy televsion or a detective story, I really wasn’t interested.  Books?  Pshah.  Thinking?  No, thank you.  Fair isle?  Nope.

So in lieu of any real content, I give you some knits in the wild.  Inspired by the Rooster’s woolly fashion show, I decided to get on the photography.

twenty eleven in the wild

(New bookshelf in the living room: hello, prized collection of used detective fiction!  The bedroom got reorganized and this oldy but goody from an unknown housemate past had to find a new home.)

Twenty eleven!  I love, love, LOVE this cardigan.  It’s super sheepy and warm, but still not too warm to be worn indoors without suffocating.  The collar is super fun, the buttons are bright just like I wanted, and the fit is very, um, fitted.  Perfect.  The pattern itself was easy to follow, easy to knit … highly recommended.  Especially with some waist shaping if that’s your thing.  (I’m attempting to embrace my tendency toward the pear shaped.)

It took about 8.5 skeins of Ísex Létt-Lopi (color 0005) on size US7/4.5mm needles, size xs/s for about an inch of negative ease.  I’ve already worn this a lot … and will be wearing it for as long as the cold weather lasts.

Also: finally, Idlewood gets a day out!

idlewood in the wild

I wasn’t sure how to wear this sweater, to be honest.  It seems to hit me at a slightly awkward place: I’d always question my choice of pants/ skirt/ whatever and end up changing before leaving the house.  Also, that cowl is very, very warm.  The recent cold snap and some sweater tights helped, as did my determination to wear this at least once before summer arrived.  In practice, it’s a very cozy layer.  Though I’m still not sure about the length.

(Here it is with jeans …

idlewood in action

… which did not make it out of the living room.  Odd.  I like the sweater in theory, yet somehow when I put it on it feels awkward.)

In other knitting news, I’ve got nothing.  A new cardigan project went spectacularly awry … more on that later …