My family doesn’t often ask for anything knitted. Since they live in Texas this isn’t surprising. Other than the One Shawl of Doom and my mother’s addiction to hand knit dishcloths, they don’t often ask for knitted things. Oh, they’ve received knitted things, there’s been a Harry Potter scarf and a few hats, but again… Texas. They’re just not going to be worn.
Except for Daddy’s hat. I don’t know if he usually wears it during his morning walks in the winter, but he was wearing it when we visited it at Christmas. It was a simple roll brim hat in Hufflepuff colors that I gave him a couple of years ago. He asked me why I gave him a hat in Pittsburgh Steelers colors. Muggles.
They were here for a visit in June and Daddy had a knitting request. He wondered if a hat that looked the pottery that he and Mom collect could be made. I said that I thought I probably could and pulled up a few pictures.
The winged serpent is called an avanyu. The pottery is black on black so the actual knitting is going to be a little tricky. It’s a good thing I’m already almost blind, otherwise I’d worry about losing my eyesight on this one.
I sketched a few pictures and then transferred one to graph paper. Why do sketches look better the next day? I really didn’t like it the night I drew it. I’ve noticed that happens with tole painting, too. Maybe the crafting fairies come during the night and make things look better.
I swatched (IKR??) with two sets of colors to see what would give me the look I was going for. The wool The yarn is Knit Picks Wool of the Andes in Coal and the camera made the colors look a lot lighter than they really are. I’m going to have to knit in bright light.
All because Daddy asked me for a hat.
We had a great time during Mom and Dad’s visit.
How can I have yarn barf at a time like this? It was my birthday. It’s supposed to be a yarn barfless day.
I think the Universe is trying to keep me humble after this happened:
See all those little tails sticking out? This almost NEVER happens. At least not to me. But the Knitting Goddess of the Universe must have balance and alas, I’ve probably used up a lot of good will with that batch of yarn.
Yarn barf notwithstanding, it was a very good birthday. David made a fabulous breakfast, took me to lunch, and made an incredible dinner. It was a lovely day.
After several frogs, I changed the yarn from a skein to a yarn cake hoping that the yarn would be tricked into thinking it was a different yarn that wanted to be lacy arm warmers. It’s acrylic and
tricking reasoning with it should be easy.
See? Now doesn’t this look like yarn that wants to be lacy armwarmer fingerless mitts?
The Sword of Gryffindor Mitts look gorgeous but the pattern is stretching my abilities. This is a good thing, but I often wish patterns weren’t quite so vague. I know that everything can’t be explained in a pattern, there simply isn’t room, but oy… the vagueness. It burns.
Thankfully, I have a good knit group that can help me out.
I completely missed the Rep the last 2 rows 3 more times instruction on ROW TWO of the pattern. This is kinda an important step.
Frog Number Four. Or is it Five? I started to tink and thought “screw it” I’m going to go cook dinner. This is a dish I can make in my sleep. I’ll give myself some much needed self-confidence.
The chicken isn’t defrosted. I’m back to tinking. If I weren’t LDS, this would be a glass of wine instead of club soda. Or maybe a margarita. There are days I miss margaritas.
Pattern Reading. It’s a thing. I’m really rather annoyed at myself.
Update: Frog Five (or Six). I don’t think this yarn wants to be this pattern. It’s acrylic. What does acrylic know?
First I had trouble getting started, and reading the pattern was a challenge for me. I have to read a bit of text then switch over to a chart and then switch back to text.
I got a few rows in and Danica changed her mind about the color I was using.
I started again, which is fine since I like this other yarn better. Yes, it’s acrylic, but it’s softer than the plain wool and slightly lighter in color so easier to knit with.
I’m still struggling with switching between text and chart but I wrote down the pattern and continued on.
I got a few rows in again and had to look up a SSP. Slip, slip, purl, which is like the weirdest thing ever.
Then I had to look up how to yarn over after a purl. I’m not a novice knitter, really, but this was odd and maybe I was already frustrated, or tired, or over caffeinated and couldn’t wrap my head around it.
Thank goodness for youtube videos.
I carried on and near the end of row six, a whopping six rows, I didn’t have the right number of stitches between stitch markers.
I’ve frogged again. This is going to be another one of those patterns that takes me a really long time and where I learn a lot of new things.
I’m reswatching for this project because I forgot to note what needles I used for the swatch I found stashed with the yarn. I can’t afford to assume I used the size 3 needles called for in the pattern, I’m just not that lucky. Swatches lie anyway, I may as well try to hedge my bets. I’ve frogged the swatch and am starting again.
This means that I have created a swatch for a project not just once, but twice.
I’m pretty sure I have to turn in my Reckless Knitter card.
I’m not sure if things match exactly like they’re supposed to but it feels more like “me”. I may take down the top bits entirely but we’ll see how this feels for a few days. And by ‘we” I mean “me, myself, and I”.
I’m trying so hard to be a good kid and to use up my stash but, I keep running into instances where I have to go buy yarn.
I either have to go buy yarn, or I have to adjust my own natural gauge and use the black yarn I have. It’s Red Heart like the green yarn I’m using here, but it turned out to be thicker. It was so frustrating.
So is this:
Same yarn, same hook, same crocheter.
I bought more yarn. Life is too short to try to force Red Heart to work for a project like this.
I’m pretty sure this is more than one step back…
I keep messing up the number of rows between the decrease rows and then I’ve goofed up the number of stitches on each needles. That means I’ve skipped a decrease somewhere. I’ve had to rip back to before the decreases twice now.
And where was my brain when this happened?
That is the question.
Answer: I sort of slouched. I started the decreases several rows earlier than I did on Danica’s hat. I’m going to weigh the yarn to be sure, but I think I will have enough of the Groovy colorway left to make another hat.
While I’m knitting with one color, I put the ball of the other color into the hat to keep it out of the way. Oh, the cleverness of me.
I took these pictures earlier in the hat’s life. I don’t know if you can see the difference in the thickness of the yarn. This is one of the very few things that bugs me about this yarn. Ah Chroma, bless your ever lovin’ wonky, inconsistent gauge. It’s a good thing you’re soft and pretty.