Well, well, well. I made a momentous decision. I frogged the shawl that I'd started in July (and we live on a court). It was almost 18" long, and it was almost mistake-free. So why did I frog it? Because I hated it. I loved the razor shell stitch, but hated the combination of yarn and stitch because it was just too... static.
I've been experimenting with that yarn and various stitches for two weeks. Last night, I realized that I wanted something feathery, to go with one of the metaphors in The Time Traveler's Wife. Voila: feather and fan. Once it's longer than a few inches, I'll photograph it. It's lovely because the waves lapping the shore (if you call the pattern Old Shale) gives the earthy colors texture. The colors are pooling, but I don't mind. It's going to be a scarf, not a shawl. In fact, it may become two scarves. The holidays are coming...
(Some of the unused yarn will be this month's prize on Knit the Classics. It would make awesome socks or mittens.)
My friend Janet is going to start her first pair of socks. I'm jealous. I don't have the nerve to try socks, even though I want these Victorian Diamond Top Socks. Knitpicks says that the pattern is simple. Is it? Has anyone made them? Is there a sock mantra I can meditate upon if I try to knit socks? She's using the book Knit Socks by Betsy Lee McCarthy. Has anyone used this book?