Oopsie, I did it again.

Working with homespun yarn is more difficult than storeboughten. The thickness of the yarn has fairly severe variation, from the width of a thick bit of thread to fatter than worsted. I had some difficulty judging size and some other frustrations along the way, but the yarn was gorgeous and the hat it made is well worth having doubled my time from the last hat.

I don't think this picture (click for larger) really does justice to the yarn, which was spun by Joni several years ago (I cannot recall whether she dyed it or bought the wool already dyed). The crown is actually a vibrant burnt orange, absolutely stunning.



Boy, do I ever need to fix my eyebrows. And get a haircut. And wash my face.

not knitting update

Remarkably, I have not yet given up on my career as a knitter (there should be a more glamourous word for that), but I have paused due to not having fat enough needles.

So I thought I would see if I can still crochet. And since I haven't done anything but a single crochet in years and years and maybe decades, I thought I would just play around and allow myself to fuck up as much as possible and just see what I could do.

Well, I expect you'll all hate me, because this is the result. No planning, no clue, and I got this:

Knitting Update

I have learned to cast on. Maybe not correctly, but there are stitches on a needle, so I am not going to be fussy.

I already knew how to knit (the actual stitch) but the actual making something skill is still eluding me. I hold my yarn incorrectly, it would seem. But I am very good at ripping out stitches (FUN!) so I expect to have an abandoned half-finished project by the middle of the week.