Can you even stand it!? I dare say that even the most hardened of blue haters has to swoon just a little over the gloriousness of this photo! The perfection of this shot pretty much sums up the day and the knitting. The weather was gorgeous, the knitting was plentiful and the Kidsilk Haze, well, who knew that knitting with fuzzy cobwebs could be so wonderful?
Am I glad to be home? Like every vacation, yes and no, but mostly yes. I returned totally exhausted. I'm glad to have a few days to recuperate before heading into
normal daily life. What did I love about this vacation?
1. Sunshine, lots of it.
2. Knitting, lots of it!
3. No cooking.
4. Wearing sandals every day.
5. Settling in for the night and getting my knitting out right away, no dishes, laundry, homework, carting kids around...... You get the picture.
Next post you'll hear why I am glad to be home. Sort of.
Alot of things surprised me on this trip, but I was most surprised to find myself the only one with knitting ANYWHERE! I knit on busses, in lines for rides, sitting and waiting for kids, waiting for meals, by the pool. I didn't see another knitter anywhere. I was totally driven to finish Birch. As the rows shrunk and the repeats went by more quickly my fingers itched to knit every second that I could. Optimistically I brought along sock yarn and more lace weight to start a Flower Basket Shawl, thinking for one thing that I wouldn't want to lug Birch around in my bag (because 150 grams of fluffy mohair can really bog you down, don't you know) and that having a sock to work on would be a better choice. Very uncharacteristic of me, I only wanted to knit Birch. No project ADD here for the first time ever. It is sticking too. Weird. The knitting on Birch was finished the day before I left. It's all over but the blocking. Apparently I have not had enough of lace weight lace knitting, because within and hour I had started the Flower Basket Shawl. Another story for another day.
I left Boston on Thursday morning at six
cough ten in the a.m. and arrived in Disney hours before our room was habitable, so we hung out at the pool. I was knitting away when I turned my work and my heart skipped a beat or two at this sight. It's a really good thing that I was soaking up some serious rays at that moment or I might have thrown the whole thing in a basket while I considered my options. On inspection I figured that I must have missed a stitch on the knit two through back loop that occurs at the end of the last pattern row. Huge bummer. What you can't see in that picture is exactly how much knitting had gone by. There were still alot of stitches on the needle. That was probably three to four hours of knitting. I briefly entertained the idea of spending what would easily be twice that to pick out that sticky mohair all the way back to that spot and reknit it. Yeah! For about a nano-second. But I was on vacation! I decided to leave it for another day and continue on with the knitting. If I ever run into any of you while sporting Birch, you had better not inspect my edges looking for the repair! Now that I am home, when do you think I will actually get to that so I can block that baby and throw it over my tanned shoulders? Must.Finish.Birch.This.Week! I will. No, really, I mean it! I will!