J. and I are spending a lovely little vacation at my parent’s old quirky house. Jonatan loves his real yellow post-car, chasing the cat and eating apples. I spend my time tending to his wishes and stealing little pockets of time in which apple-marmelade has been cooked, muffins baked, oat’n’date sweets have been rolled and not least, the needles are burning!
It’s shaped using mitered squares, and unwashed and unblocked, it looked terribly lumpy and weird. But water did its job and now it fits purrfectly. Phew, it’s a little nerve-wrecking to assemble a finished dress, worth hours upon hours or work, and find it weird and un-flattering, blindly trusting your friend – blocking. But that’s another quality I appreciate in wool – so easy to manipulate, especially when using the sturdy, rustic (some would say scratchy) wool that I often use.
Speaking of yarn – this yarn (and the recipe) was bought on the little Island called Læsø at the shop called Læsø Uldstue. Nice place. The yarn was made from sheep grazing there. The colours are magnificent, but I have to admit it, the wool is scratchy. I’m a vikind, a shield-maiden, and I fear not the scratch. However, do notice that I’m not actually wearing this fabric next to my skin.
Also, notice my little critter by my feet. He’s wearing last year’s hit. It still fits, albeit at a stretch. So I’m ferociously knitting away at a new jacket for him. This time in left-over yarn from my dress and in Hifa Ullgarn. The pattern is an imrovisation over the Tomten jacket of Elizabeth Zimmermann, knitting goddess. I didn’t actually bring the book, not thinking I would need it. Ah, but I was wrong. It’s coming along nicely, and I might even show you peektures when I come around to snap ’em.
And now, sleep!
J. and I are spending a lovely little vacation at my parent’s old quirky house. Jonatan loves his real yellow post-car, chasing the cat and eating apples. I spend my time tending to his wishes and stealing little pockets of time in which apple-marmelade has been cooked, muffins baked, oat’n’date sweets have been rolled and not least, the needles are burning!
The latest home-made addition to my wardrobe is this amazing dress. The design is Karen Noe, and for once I’ve actually followed a recipe as written – almost. It is Raveled here: http://www.ravelry.com/projects/enile/ballonkjole-i-dominotern
It’s shaped using mitered squares, and unwashed and unblocked, it looked terribly lumpy and weird. But water did its job and now it fits purrfectly. Phew, it’s a little nerve-wrecking to assemble a finished dress, worth hours upon hours or work, and find it weird and un-flattering, blindly trusting your friend – blocking. But that’s another quality I appreciate in wool – so easy to manipulate, especially when using the sturdy, rustic (some would say scratchy) wool that I often use.
Speaking of yarn – this yarn (and the recipe) was bought on the little Island called Læsø at the shop called Læsø Uldstue. Nice place. The yarn was made from sheep grazing there. The colours are magnificent, but I have to admit it, the wool is scratchy. I’m a vikind, a shield-maiden, and I fear not the scratch. However, do notice that I’m not actually wearing this fabric next to my skin.
Also, notice my little critter by my feet. He’s wearing last year’s hit. It still fits, albeit at a stretch. So I’m ferociously knitting away at a new jacket for him. This time in left-over yarn from my dress and in Hifa Ullgarn. The pattern is an imrovisation over the Tomten jacket of Elizabeth Zimmermann, knitting goddess. I didn’t actually bring the book, not thinking I would need it. Ah, but I was wrong. It’s coming along nicely, and I might even show you peektures when I come around to snap ’em.
And now, sleep!
The phantom of Eline's makings 