This is my handspun, which is now back on my lap, and is slowly turning into honey cowl. Very, very slowly. So many knitters have knit it that I thought, hey, it must be fun, and though I am not especially a cowl person, it sure does look pretty in that photo. But oy. It is taking me a hundred thousand years, and it is so. boring. Even the interest of the yarn isn't enough.
So given my boredom, I have cast on two other projects--another bandwagon, Hitchhiker, as a gift for a friend who brought me much yarn from Skye. It too is a bit boring, but Shilasdair is worth it. And then I'm also starting a much-requested pattern for a Grown-Up Maile sweater--it shouldn't take me long. Expect the pattern before the Fall.

And there is sewing! I sewed Willow a dress, but my ever-faithful model turned bashful and is hiding behind her closet so you'll just have to kind of imagine it.

I sort of ignored things I didn't understand about the pattern while cutting it out, which made things tricky (this is how I learned to knit! It's fine!) but my mom sorted me out and taught me how to do the gathers (do you see the gathers? Under the stuck-out tongue? She was really messing with me.)
The sleeves were supposed to be puffed, but by the time I got to them my mom had gone home and so I was lost in the tall grass. No puffed sleeves.
Still! A completed, you can actually wear it places dress! And she loves it, oh how she loves it. And I love it too.
1 comment:
The fabric is so sweet! A gorgeous dress... and such a lovely feeling to see your first it can really be worn out and about and I made it all myself dress!
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