|Trillian Scarf for my mother|
Lately, I have been knitting scarves lots of scarves. Scarves for me, a scarves for others, long ones and short ones, elegant and crazy scarves. I dream about scarves, count them like sheep to help me sleep, and right now I trying to decide which one to knit next. I guess you could say I like scarves.
|Trillian scarf for me|
Before I started knitting I collected scarves of all sizes. I preferred the really long ones that I could swish around my neck in a knock things off tables kind of way. It is no surprise that when it comes to knitting projects I am known for super sizing everything often with tragic (in a mock epic kind of way) results. One of my recent knitted scarves, a luscious bamboo blend diagonal pattern, was almost half done when I decided it was not going to be long enough. I ripped out the scarf and started over again with fewer stitches so I could have a longer end product.
|Bamboo blend diagonal scarf|
The diagonal scarf in the end was 58 inches, but it just seemed too short for me. With this in mind I started on an ambitious project using all my various stashed sari silk and ribbons and a funky yarn I had scored at Tuesday Morning. I did not swatch, it was after all a scarf. I knitted through my three day weekend while watching Top Gear. I think the end product is fabulously sumptuous. Colorful sari ribbons and recycled silk running in vibrant colors the length of my creation. I refuse to divulge the actual end measurement, but between friends, it is about double the diagonal scarf.
I know when I am gone they will find cabinets, wardrobes, drawers, and closets full of scarves. I just hope they understand that I was a woman who truly loved scarves.