Some projects just seem to not want to be made. The mysterious felting lace stole for my S-in-L is one of them. After winding up my new (old) yarn and swatching for something simple that would require no blocking more complicated than a sweater, I went with the the stitch pattern I used on my Openwork Rib Scarf. I worked it at a tighter gauge, cast on more stitches and set off. It looked beautiful, but about 10″ into it, I realized that it was consuming yarn at an alarming rate. There is no chance to buy more of this yarn, since I don’t know what it is, and can’t remember where I got it. I hemmed and hawed (and kept knitting) for a few days, then gave up and ripped it out while I was in a meeting. This was in lieu of tearing my hair out, I think. This meeting was so boring and dragged on for so long, and was so stupefying, I actually began thinking that “Attachment A” would be a good name for a band.
Now what? My usual go-to in a situation like this is the lace-stitch-that-never-lets-you-d0wn, Feather and Fan. That wasn’t an option, since the feather and fan baby blanket I made recently was for the daughter of the stole recipient, and I don’t want them to think that’s the only stitch I know. (Knitter’s vanity?)
I found inspiration over at She Shoots Sheep Shots, and started trying Razor Shell variations. It’s a nice simple pattern, easily varied, and requires little blocking — all good things. I began fooling around with decreases and decided that in the black yarn it looks crisp and modern when you use a centered double decrease instead of the SlK2tog PSSO.
This is a swatch I use in my increases and decreases class that illustrates the difference, but in Print of the Hoof, rather than Razor Shell. Sorry about the color, but it is hard to see it in the black of the stole. I tried holding it up somehow with the window behind it, as Ms. Raveller does, but not very successfully. She either has hooks or help.
I cast on (again) and set off (again. ) About 10″ in to the stole, (my magic number, I guess) I realized I needed more garter stitch at the edges to prevent curling, and really needed one more repeat for the desired width. Sigh. The good news is that the yarn has held up well under repeated ripping, and therefore shouldn’t felt when she flings it over her shoulders on the way out the door. I’m at 16″ now, so the jinx must be broken.
Which makes me wonder – did any of you say ‘jinx’ as a kid when you and a friend said something at the same time? I did, but I don’t remember it meaning bad luck. Except there might have been shoulder punching involved when you said ‘jinx’; I think that comes from having brothers. Punches are frequently involved in many rituals involving brothers.