Monday, September 10, 2018








And just like that, fall is here.  I’m feeling quite prepared this year, and am ready to do my best to love it, and if I can’t quite love it, to at least appreciate it.  I made an apple crisp (worth it already) and am wearing my Aamu turtleneck today for the first time, reveling in its wooly-ness.  It is pouring and gray outside, and I’m feeling very cozy, tucked indoors with the catdog and the warm fire.

We walked yesterday to the pond, and the sky, all churned up, looked full of doom and solid with rain.  This little pond and the meadow beside it, hidden in the orchard, pleases me in all seasons, and it looked still and serene on an early autumn day.  When I was growing up and reading Anne of Green Gables over and over again, I wished so hard for a place like that, a friendly and secret oasis in the woods where I could lie belly first on a rock and hang over the water, watching frogs paddle around in the cattails.  It sometimes is a muddy hike out to the pond, and sometimes the pond is frozen over and desolate, and sometimes there is a distant snowmobile or tractor or siren that shatters the stillness, but I am still very thankful for it.  Even in the darkest part of the year, the pond is there, alive underneath the ice.

Of course I’m always preparing for cold weather in at least one way—I am always knitting.  This week, during a trip home to visit my lovely mama, I finished the last sleeve of my Ola Yoke and spread it out to block on her floor.  I tried it on several times while it was still damp and just could hardly wait to sew in the ends and wear it.  Friends, the satisfaction levels on this finished sweater are pretty high.  I wanted to knit this design ever since I first saw it, but I was looking for a more muted palette, and I felt miserably unqualified to choose one.  I sort of thought it would have to wait until some future day when I could travel to Shetland, stand in front of the Great Wall of color at Jamieson and Smith and beg Ella herself to help me pick out colors, but then Ella saved me several thousand dollars by releasing a hat pattern with a motif similar to the Ola and in the most perfect palette of browns and dusky lilacs and muted periwinkles.  One of these colors is called “Leprechaun Tears”.  Seriously, it isn’t possible to love that any more than I do.  So I bought both patterns and kind of mushed them together, and then knit this sweater on US 2 needles, which, in case you didn’t know, is very small.  It was an epic knit, and I loved every stitch, and the finished garment feels so very worthy somehow.  This is a sweater for a lifetime, and then some.  It will be with me forever, I think.

18 comments:

  1. You're the only person I know who can 'mush together' with such spectacular results. Anyway, it wouldn't cost you thousands of dollars to come over to Shetland since the pound is practically worth nothing to the dollar at the moment!Shetland Wool Week coming up in the next couple of weeks. I will get there one fine day.

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    1. I'll get there one day, too, and maybe we'll enjoy a pint together! xoxo

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  2. It is lovely. The muted tones are perfect. Apple crisp-that sounds delicious. I just made a banana bread and am losing my count on a shawl. Beautiful photos...

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    1. Mmm, banana bread! That's another favorite. Put that in the toaster for a minute, hoo! Delicious.

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  3. The sweater is simply beautiful.

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    1. Thanks so much! I'm pretty happy with it. :)

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  4. As usual, a beautiful creation. So much talent you have, the only thing missing is a picture of cat dog walking to that pond with you.

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    1. Thanks, Kathy! I should've thought to take her picture. When I think of it, she's always asleep. :D

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  5. Gorgeous sweater and yes it's gray and wet here too. Good day to do indoor things and get ready to turn the heat on! I am in such denial about summer being gone like over night and we are into Fall. :(

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    1. It does happen overnight, doesn't it? One day I'm melting, the next I'm in a turtleneck. I'm starting to turn my thoughts indoors, too. Candles, cookies, what else? Taking suggestions...

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  6. Your sweater is just so beautiful and Leprechaun Tears is such a great name for a yarn, very imaginative. All those power lines remind me of my favourite forest, that has them cutting across it. In the middle is beautiful lake that we used to love to visit with our dogs, it has a man-made waterfall the leads down into a pool where you can find Kingfishers. Last time we visited, it had been fenced off and marked private and I cried my eyes out, I loved that place so much.

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    1. Oh no, how disappointing! I hope you find a new lovely place to visit. xoxo

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  7. I think I'd have to buy yarn with a name like that just for the name!

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  8. Love the yoke over the shoulders! Epic indeed. And the apple orchard. Can hardly wait for the new crop apples in Washington!

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    1. Apple season is so wonderful, isn't it? We can smell them from the street around here. :)

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