Tagged: dancing cranes

In Which the Pirate Is Almost There.

In Which the Pirate Is Almost There.

I’m coming into the home stretch of the Dancing Cranes stole! After a dedicated week of working on it, I am more than halfway through the third and final pattern repeat. This week, too, will be mostly given over to lace knitting (or is that “knitting lace”?) so that I can have the stole bound off, washed, and blocking by the end of the...

In Which the Pirate Focuses.

In Which the Pirate Focuses.

On Monday night I sat down with the Dancing Cranes stole to knit my two rows for the day. As I got near the end of the first row, I noticed that I only had ten stitches, rather than eleven, between the markers. (The pattern repeats over eleven stitches, so to make it easy I’ve put a million markers in. I mean, one ever...

In Which the Pirate Gets Lacy.

In Which the Pirate Gets Lacy.

I have just two months left to finish the Dancing Cranes stole, and so I snuck away from the cats to a quiet place where I could work on it. I’m starting to feel some anxiety about getting it done in time, so I’m planning to dedicate a portion of every evening to work on it until it’s done. I don’t want to be...

In Which the Pirate Sets Goals.

In Which the Pirate Sets Goals.

The speed at which I’ve been knitting lately has given me a boost of confidence and renewed my energy for knitting. Two hats in five working days, a pair of armwarmers in less than ten hours? When I first started knitting, I never would have dreamed that I could crank out finished products so quickly. (And now, I’m making excuses like “well, it’s worsted...

In Which the Pirate Dances Along.

In Which the Pirate Dances Along.

Progress on the Dancing Cranes stole comes in fits and spurts. I neglected it over the holidays and came back to it with a vengeance in the last few days – this picture is already several rows out of date! Each 300-stitch row takes me about half an hour, so it feels like a real commitment to make myself sit down and work on...

In Which the Pirate Goes Backwards.

In Which the Pirate Goes Backwards.

There is absolutely no progress to report on the Dancing Cranes stole. I spent Wednesday after work configuring my new computer (yay, new computer!) and so didn’t have time in the evening to knit. Last night when I sat down to put my two rows on I completely misread the chart and knit, then painstakingly unknit, about 80 stitches. Unknitting the SSKs was not...

In Which the Pirate Goes Steadily Along.

In Which the Pirate Goes Steadily Along.

If I’m only knitting two rows of lace per day, I’m not going to have much progress on the Dancing Cranes stole to blog about in every entry, but here’s the progress so far: four rows of edging, and four rows of first repeat of the lace pattern. On the wrong-side row I discovered a mistake I’d made on the right side, and had...

In Which the Pirate Casts on Three Hundred Stitches.

In Which the Pirate Casts on Three Hundred Stitches.

I had planned to cast on for the Dancing Cranes stole on Friday night, but the discovery that my size 7 needles were regular blunt-tipped circs and not Addi Lace needles gave me pause. The last time I tried knitting lace with blunt needles I nearly gave up on lace altogether, and I have no desire to repeat that experience. Saturday was a day...

In Which the Pirate Has Helpers.

In Which the Pirate Has Helpers.

The fourth washcloth has been giving me no end of troubles. I must have started it seven or eight times, with four different patterns, just trying to get it right. Each time something went wrong – I missed a stitch, I chained the wrong number of stitches, the colours were playing out in the ugliest blotches. Finally I gave up and decided to do...

In Which the Pirate Ponders a Stole.

In Which the Pirate Ponders a Stole.

Like most of the women in my family, I run on the cold side. I’ve even been known to shiver in 75-degree (24 C) weather if there’s a breeze. The other night I stubbornly refused to turn the heat on, though it was 66 degrees (19 C) in the house. I’m told that some people are comfortable at this temperature, but not me! Instead...