Friday, June 7, 2013

Wooly kerchief

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I spent a day watching Before Sunrise with the luminous Julie Delpy and the impossibly young Ethan Hawke—when did that movie come out, anyway?  It feels like it’s been a long time.  I could look it up, but I guess I’m content just to wonder.  I love that film.  I love how they just talked and talked and talked, and didn’t get mad or take offense or get bored or run out of things to say, but they didn’t decide they were madly in love, either.  And those nighttime in Vienna camera shots, all gorgeous glowing streetlamps, oh man.  Sigh. 
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So, riveted by 90’s nostalgia and daydreams about spontaneous romance on a train from Budapest to Vienna, I sat there and knitted this thing, this little kerchief thingy, all in one morning.  It is the Age of Brass and Steam Kerchief; that name is bigger than the scarf is, but so evocative.  A scarf with a name like that wanted me to knit it in gray, but something else called to me from the cupboard, so I used a Madelinetosh DK “onesie” in the color “Lowland”.  It’s gray enough, right? 
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This little eyelet detail looks like links of chain.  So steampunky!  Anyway, I hardly had to look at it at all, just back and forth, eyes glued to the charming Jesse and beautiful Celine, and of course, that’s too much knitting all at once, and now my thumbs hurt.  I won’t bother telling you about how I blocked it—of course I blocked it, you knew that—and as it dried, I cleaned the floors and planned to bake cookies.  I say planned, because (maybe I’m alone in the world on this; tell me if you agree) I like the dough better than the cookies, and none of it actually made it into the oven.  Well, there you have it.  Oven-free cookies.  Make the dough, freeze it in a plastic bag, and break off pieces to eat when you feel peckish.  If you’re afraid of salmonella, leave out the eggs.  I digress.
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I don’t want to harp on about the weather, because it’s miserable most everywhere this year, and my neighbors to the west have it so much worse than just cold and rain, but dang.  It just doesn’t feel like June.  I will be wearing this wool kerchief.  This year, this week.  Luckily, it’s beautiful. 
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Meanwhile, there still must be yarn action, but my thumbs hurt, so you know what that means.
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When you can’t knit, you crochet.  And vice versa.