.....is that there is always more to learn. More techniques to master. More challenges to conquer.
The past couple of weeks for me have been all about fair isle knitting. Twenty-odd years of knitting (man, I'm old) and I had never attempted any sort of stranded color-work. Crazy, huh? It had always just scared and intimidated me. Until, suddenly, a few days before Anna's birthday I decided she needed a special birthday hat to wear to school. A special birthday hat with cupcakes on it. I found this pattern, dug some leftover yarn out of the bin, and obsessively got to work.
Two days later I had a special birthday hat ready to go.
A special birthday hat with the sort of odd gaps and puckers that come with learning a new technique. Plus, the odds and ends of yarns I pulled out of the bin were primarily acrylic so there would be no blocking to fix those gaps and puckers. She may have absolutely adored it, but I just couldn't leave things there. When I learn a new technique, I learn the new technique, dang it. So I cast on another hat.
The pattern for this one is From Norway With Love. This time I used a nice natural fiber that would stand up to some fierce blocking. I read more tutorials. I watched more videos. I learned that the way I knit is totally weird- probably due to the fact I taught myself out of a book. But, I figured out a way to hold both yarns that worked for me and let me increase my speed greatly.
Now that's a hat I can be proud of.
The obsession is definitely not over. I'm thinking another From Norway With Love for Anna- you can't wear birthday cupcakes every day, after all. Maybe with some fun ombre going on with the rows of hearts. And Sam has requested a hat with dinosaurs. Dinosaurs eating cupcakes. Not sure my skills are up for that one.