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There has been so much ferocious knitting of late. Stitching like mad at all hours to finish up projects…then typing at the speed of light to write and do all the computer bits during free moments. Before I released Metamorphosis last week, I hadn’t published a pattern since last fall. Too long. For some reason, pattern development has come to me in waves. It’s a workflow issue I need to address, or maybe just bursts of inspiration that seem to resolve themselves all at once.
Not only did I release Metamorphosis, but I was finally able to finalize the gift to my subscribers that I started …LAST July: a simple scrap yarn head band that was inspired by yarn from my Grandma’s stash. (If you aren’t already a subscriber, be sure to sign up and snag the free pattern!)
I have one more lovely pattern to publish soon: this pink treasure, which I call Tulipland. It’s a summer scarf. Light, luscious and perfect for bright days. Tulipland is knit horizontally and available in three distinct lengths.
It’s fancy that way.
I’ve been rewarding myself for all my hard work with pleasure knitting, making great strides on my Rosemont sweater. The weather has warmed this past month, and I have delighted in an abundance of outdoor knitting, sitting in the sun while Reed plays about in Imagination Land. I love it when we reach this symbiosis during our days, both of us happy just doing our thing for a while. He suffered a bit last week when I was working so hard to get patterns released into the Knit Universe. I’ve felt I needed to make it up to him in some way, karmicly.
After a while, he’ll emerge from his play, come near, and ask to help me knit. At first, I was weary of this request. In the past, this is when he would run off with my ball of attached yarn with a devilish laugh, finding great fun in 100 yards of fingering weight-responsibly produced (read: expensive)-wool instantaneously looped around the legs of the dining room chairs. So when Reed asks to help knit, this used to be my signal to put away all knitting IMMEDIATELY.
Now, more times than not (although disaster can still strike during an episode of Knitting Jealousy), Reed will carefully hold the skein and slowly unravel yarn as I need it. Do you need more yarn, mama, he’ll ask sincerely. After a bit, I will go to put away the project, but he’ll plead one more row, okay mama?
Reed surprised me one night a couple weeks back. At bedtime, after reading stories, I usually turn off the light and recount the highlights of our day. We ate pancakes for breakfast, you played Play Doh (which you did not pick up….), we let the chickens out, went for our walk to the river, you helped me knit, and so forth. Sometimes I will ask him which part of our day was his favorite. Usually this garners the expected answer from a three-year old: watching Paw Patrol…eating ice cream…play group. But this particular night, he paused before answering this typical inquiry into his favorite part of the day. Walking to the river and helping you knit.
Seriously. I am not making that up.
And…it gets better! The other day I woke up and put on a pair of my hand knit socks. Reed immediately pointed to my socks and asked: did you knit those? I said yep I did. He squealed with excitement and did a little happy dance. All because I was wearing my socks that I knit. Somehow he knew that was cool and special and everything that knitting hand knit socks is.
I love my kid.
Although I had to laugh out loud last night when I read Alicia’s post about how she feels like she needs people standing on the sidelines with Gatorade, dumping water over her head at 4:00p.m., just to make it to bedtime. She also has a three-year-old. No wonder all I can do after 7:00 (when Reed often goes to bed) is lay vertically on the sofa knitting and tv binging. With chocolate.
I am simply wiped out.
As I raced to finish Tulipland, Reed asked me what I was making. I explained it was a scarf, and he immediately inquired as to when his scarf might also be completed.
Nothing gets by this kid.
I told him I would finish his scarf soon. Basically by the time it’s July and 100 degrees (38 C) outside.
I always have impeccable timing.
I hope your knitting time is as bright as mine, even if cool days still have you inside. The sun will soon (more literally) shine on you as well.