I cannot claim originality for today’s title. It was the name of a seminar I meant to take down south, but I forgot and went shopping. Instead of creepy crawlies, I have been bitten bigtime by the lace bug. Other than an ongoing friendship shawl project for a friend’s family in need, I seem to be unable to stop knitting lace. It started with this:
Trinity Shawlette- Anni Design
and progressed to this:
Aeolian Shawlette-Elizabeth Freeman
Then we went on to this:
Traveling Woman- Liz Abinante
followed by this:
More Traveling Woman- Liz Abinante
after which we did this:
Another Trinity Shawlette- Anni Designs
Then, we took a ten-minute break and undertook this:
Still another Traveling Woman- still Liz Abinante
and segued into:
Annis- Susanna IC
Now, while all this was going on, we had progress on my Kieran Foley fixation (so far it’s just a crush; I’m waiting to commit to a serious relationship until all the friendship shawls are done):
Teardrop shawl- Kieran Foley
This last one will be a longer-term project, and since I am well into it, I took a few minutes to read the directions. Turns out I am being a little creative in terms of bead placement, so I decided that consistency is more important than absolute imitation. (translation: the beads are in the wrong place and I am too lazy to go back to the beginning and start over.) Ah, well. Doing my own thing is more of an homage to the imagination and artistry of the designer than blindly reproducing his pattern. Or so I choose to believe.
Since this has all happened since the middle of March, I was waiting for the inevitable squealing of the shawl-knitting brakes and a return to weaving. After thinking about it, I realized that I won’t lose interest in lace until I tell myself I will never knit anything else and buy enough fibre to last a lifetime of lace knitting. As soon as I have enough in the stash that I never have to buy another skein, I will suddenly and completely abandon lace pursuits in favour of weaving, or knitting something for which I have nothing suitable in the stash. Turns out I am my own personal economic stimulus plan.
I’m looking forward to early next week, when if all goes according to plan, I get to meet another of my internet friends (or as Mike refers to them, “Judy’s Imaginary Friends”). Charity and her family may be dropping by, so I’ll use that as an excuse to clean the house and cook a meal. (Charity- this doesn’t happen often. Only when there’s company. I don’t know what your standards are, so please don’t judge me.) The last time I put down the lace long enough to clean the house was last Thursday for a large-ish family gathering about which I’ll tell you another time. (It was a most auspicious occasion.)
And now, I’m off to the travel agent, to make sure my name is spelled correctly and to pick up a map of New York City!
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