I was in the yarn shop the other day, because we were nearby, which we almost never are, and it was open. A lady seated on a sofa near the Malabrigo was knitting, and she asked me what someone will always ask if you go into a yarn shop: “What are you going to make?” I said I didn’t know. Which I didn’t, and don’t. This is how it goes with me. I never know what I’m going to make, I just now and then buy some yarn I like, kind of at random, and then, when I do come across something I want to make, I open up the cupboard and see if the right yarn is in there. If it isn’t, I guess I just go make something else. And there always turns up something that is just perfect for the yarn I have. Always!
So, by way of a labyrinth of blog hopping, I spotted Ann Weaver’s Albers Cowl. I went to the cupboard, and found a whole lot of fingering weight solids and semi-solids, and they looked well together, and it was good. Happily, the Albers Cowl involves garter stitch, and Log Cabin-style construction, and it is simple and soothing and portable and, well, everything I want in a project right now. I also want to make this and this. I am already headfirst in the cupboard about those, too.
I know why I need so much garter stitch, so much calming and simplicity. It is because of this:
He’s so handsome and awesome I can’t stand it. It was his birthday, too. So much transition around here. I am practically dehydrated from all the emotional blubbing. Oh look at them, on the brink of their bright grown-up lives, remember when they were little? Mercy, I can hardly manage it. Enough with the caps and gowns around here already! Must knit garter stitch! One Log Cabin-style cowl, coming right up.