Monday, August 18, 2014

Lady Kina


August is kind of bittersweet here in my neighborhood.  For one thing, the weather just becomes completely perfect.  The sky looks like a Maxfield Parrish.  Warm sun, and cool, cozy nights, and a dribble of rain for the garden, and then the sun breaks golden through the puffy purple clouds again, ahh.  It’s so beautiful, I want to wear a gauzy white dress and play on a swing made of flower vines.  But then, it is the end of summer, and I do cry about that a little.  Cold weather is coming again soon, and I am hardly recovered from the last time.  Also, my boy has gone away back to college, and his room is (sob) spotless, but completely empty of him, which I can hardly stand.   I should just close the door and imagine he is in there, sleeping like a bear, surrounded by chip bags and Chinese food containers and empty Peace Tea cans.  Letting them grow up and go away is so, so, so hard.


And so I knit.  Here is my Lady Kina, all finished.  This, I think, is the perfect little sweater pattern, totally free, and easy as pie to knit and to wear, which is about all I can handle right now.  I think a red one next, to wear over a long gray dress.  Right?  I can see this sweater all kinds of ways.  You could keep going with the sleeves, or make it long, like a duster—a wardrobe staple, for sure.  There will be another, maybe many more, in my future.


I used four skeins of Berroco Vintage, in some kind of heathery harvest gold color, and knit the whole thing on a US 7, mostly while watching old movies on Netflix and getting huge crushes (again) on Cary Grant and Humphrey Bogart.  




How fast it all goes by.  How is it that I am middle-aged already?  How can my little children, who were just born the other day, be grown up?  How is it August, and summer is ending, when I feel like I’ve just crawled up out of my den and into the sunlight?