So since the secret project with the gorgeous ruby-red Muireann (see a previous post) is progressing nicely, I will almost wrap that up in time to begin the Knitting Olympics and Ravelympics tonight. I’m planning on doing Ishbel in Swiss Mountain Sea Sock that I bought with my birthday gift certificate. It’s blues & browns & not necessarily something I’d usually get, but I kind of fell in love with it. What I didn’t realize is that if I’d waited a month or two I could have had a lovely skein of silk lace in an entrancing blue, but that’s fine. This, I think, is perfect for Ishbel. I’m probably one of the last knitters on the planet to try it, seeing as there are now well over 5000 Ishbel projects on Ravelry.
Should I actually complete that project (given that I have a family, a life, a 5-year-old’s birthday party, and other things), I’m going to do my very best to finally complete the Cardigan for Merry that I started before Sam was born. It was in pieces & I finally seamed it last fall. It’s on the needles & ready to go. I just need to knit the hood. Plus a friend just found out she’s having a boy in June. Perfect! Should I ever finish this, I think it’ll be one of the best things I’ve ever knit.
What the Knitting Olympics makes me think about is how far I’ve come in the last 4 years of my knitting. Last time around I boldly declared that I would be knitting something new of my own design. My first time creating something from nothing out of my head. And then I wrote it down. I made a cushion for my daughter out of some vibrant Lopi that was too tempting on sale to pass up. Here’s the result:
Now I’ve written a few more patterns & I’m actually selling one. I’m hopelessly addicted to lace knitting. I have a stash that I’m both proud and embarrassed of. And I’m working on developing even more patterns. It’s fun and makes me happy.
I’m looking forward to the lighting of the torch, the winding of the Swiss Mountain Sea Sock, and the knitting while watching people hurtle down hills and fly across the ice.