|To my eye this baby's bottom looks just like |
the previous baby's bottom. What do I know?
This is after several weeks of struggle, so I was amazed that she didn't just declare the boulder rolled up the hill and bask in the glow of a job done. I suppose it's like doing bright work. You lay down that final stroke and step back to admire the varnish only to see a holiday or a sag. It really doesn't matter that within a couple of weeks there will be gouges and scratches all over and that one imperfection won't matter. At the moment it shouts out. Ah well, nothing that a good sanding and another coat won't cure.
Here's what I've learned about knitting to a pattern, having watched this baby surprise its creator. This is from a sympathetic observer's point of view since I don't do needles. My only role is to listen and commiserate and occasionally take a hank of yarn and untangle the rascal. Well, that plus going online to be sure there's some interesting food opportunities along the way to various yarn shops.
|Finished with yarn to spare plus another hank in the bank.|
|Like a transformer it changes shape.|
Third, the pattern is a really cute little thing that suddenly turns from a flat dishcloth-shaped object into a jacket through the magic of origami. First it's not a jacket and will never be and then, surprise, it is. So there is a design and a magic built into those cryptic suggestions to knit 1, purl 2. It reminded me of building Tendril from Phil Bolger's design. First, it was a bunch of flat pieces of plywood and then it was a boat. Astounding.
|Surprise, it's finished.|