It is well documented on the pages of this blog that I post in fits and spurts with weeks of silence in between. Then I plug the camera in to download photos and see all of the things I was hoping to blog about but didn't. I see the memories in pixels of all the fun things I wanted to share on the blog, but don't feel the same urgency and some cases, interest to write anything moderately interesting about them. Since the last time I posted I have been to Salt Lake City, UT, one of the best weekends I could have imagined, visiting with Margene and meeting Susan, failing beautifully at getting any pictures and enjoying fifteen percent humidity, which I am sure I have never felt in my life. Then, according to the camera, I went to the beach for the last time on September 26, 2007. It was over 90 degrees and for the two hours I could cram into my life, it was wonderful. I really wanted to post that. That next weekend I learned to make Lapland mittens and all about the history and technique of Bohus Stickning. Those were some of the things I might have waxed unpoetically about.
In between those fun events I have finished a lot of knitted things.
But these weren't for me.
This was also not for me.When I picked this job up for finishing I almost laughed. I have the same sweater in the same colors somewhere in my UFOs at some stage of progress. Well, now I can say I have really finished it.
It isn't all that easy finishing other's knitting, but it is sort of fun in a 5,000 piece puzzle sort of way. All of those knitted pieces with all of the ends and stitches on holders in a messy heap when I get them, systematically transformed into lovely, wearable, usable garments or bags or whatever. My idea of finishing is taking the knitted parts and blocking, joining, sewing, putting in bands and necks-you get the idea. The sweaters above were partially worked by a woman who thinks it is knit until she is bored and let me do the rest. The green sweater was knitted by an older woman and her daughter brought it to me to finish. The knitting was done and the front bands were in, the steeks cut. There were many little mistakes that I had to fix before I could really get it finished, and the front bands were different lengths, but already sewn in so I had to fudge the zipper. In the end it turned out quite well. When I tell you I love to finish, I really am not kidding.
But I have to say I like it better when it is for me.
Like this.
And this.I'm such a tease, I know! But lack of adequate sunlight and attempting to photograph myself made for a dismal representation. Soon.
There Margene, I posted.
