Category: Cotton Sandrine

There’s so much cookin’ in the Chez Chic Kitchen, something’s about to explode! The hut is so littered with projects papers boxes and more that I want to run away and sit on the porch, just rockin’ and knittin’.

But my go-to Soother is mocking me.

The dreaded Second Sleeve Syndrome is in full fledged glory over here and the more I knit on this the shorter the 2nd sleeve seems.

Now that’s really just an optical illusion because rows is rows, rounds is rounds. And these, are they the longest in the history of man, or is it tricksie? THIS is after all, the widest part of the sleeve, at the underarm, and even though it seems like I’m not making much progress at all, I AM. I wanted to stay up all last night knitting and knitting after I reached this point of understanding that it was getting skinnier and skinnier with less and less effort.

The yarn felt so soft and cottony and soothing it was like a little babie’s blankie and before I knew it, I was chin down, bubble-lipped sleeping in my chair! Now I know some kinds of cats drool when they’re happy so mission accomplished (I think).

Who’s laughing now, Sleeve #2?

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Romancing the Sleeve

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
 
…Shakespeare: Sonnet XVIII

Even more love for the wonderful person who first knit in the round using two circular needles.

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One of my very favorite things about having yarn is just looking at it. I like seeing it on the needles but it looks very fine piled in a bowl or gracing a windowed cupboard.

Or, stacked, like this on my mantel daring me to finish my current project so I can start another!

I am working on the second sleeve of my cotton Sandrine and it, like second sleeves everywhere is on the slooow road. You’ve been there, done that, no? It mocks me so I’m mocking it back by putting this lovely Plassard Cot-Lin right in its face so it knows it’s just not That Special.

Fantisizing about a new project usually gets me going! ;p

This DK weight yarn has been happily lazing in my stash for much too long and its time has come to take its turn. There is 8 skeins so at 114 yds per skein, I have 912 yds to make a little something — with some little sleeves? CeCe, that little tease, takes 950 yds with 3/4 length sleeves, so there’s enough there to make a summery topper or loose vest?

The color of this yarn grabbed me by the throat in a department store in Paris. For once in my life, I walked away from yellow-green and straight to steely green. I see urban river, reflecting buildings and bridges, metal and concrete. Those are my daily organics in the city; fundamental and close, subdued and restrained, calm?

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