A reckoning, sort of

I received the beautiful knitting basket I ordered from the KR Boutique. It is perfect, just perfect. Delicate, yet sturdy, the way a good basket is meant to be. All the little details, from the wheat-colored embroidered lining down to the matching zippered pouch that was concealed inside the zippered pocket of said lining, made me giddy. What to put in this delightful thing? Knitters don’t become faint in the presence of inspiration; we take action.

I was inspired forced to sort through some of my other baskets and their overflow, and I am shocked at what I found. Well, not so much shocked. I know me. So I spent an hour or so untangling little messes, muttering, discovering long-lost needles and patterns, and — here, I knew it was bad, but this bad? — making a pile of knitting. I can’t even call them WIP’s. It was a pile of knitting, plain and simple. I had to face it.

It included, in no particular order:

  • Branching Out Scarf, 40% completed (and in danger of being abandoned because I’m just not feeling the love)
  • The Fabulous Manos Wildflower Cabled Pullover, 25% completed (if it weren’t hot as blazes, I’d be working on it) (and it lives in my other favorite knitting basket, the Lantern Moon old-timey, new-fangled one that folds up)
  • Washcloth, simple bias garter pattern, 50% completed
  • Something circular in blue alpaca, frogged immediately
  • Amazing Twining Lace Scarf, 25% completed (I am feeling the love, so it goes right into the new basket)
  • Mistake Rib scarf in the yarn I bought in Italy, 50% completed (definitely a mistake, to be frogged)
  • Go With the Flow Socks, 70% completed (and usually in the bag I take to work)
  • Waving Lace Socks for my friend Virginia, 25% completed (I think that’s about as far as they’ll get, since she deserves so much better than the mess I was making of these socks)
  • A fingerless mitt in Mt. Colors Bearfoot, 95% completed (I want to re-knit the tops because they’re too long) (and that means I need to find the second one)
  • Another washcloth, an experiment in attaching a lace border, frogged
  • Berry-colored socks in some weird pattern that I made up on an trip to visit my mother, who was ill, frogged to eradicate the bad memories
  • An inch of something in Elann Baby Cashmere, also begun on a trip to visit my mom, but discarded when nothing went right, frogged
  • At least three more socks in the early stages (we’re talking cuffs and maybe an inch more)(*sigh*)
  • Braids Cardigan in Elann Highland Wool, 40% completed (and waiting patiently for my Manos obsession to subside)

What is going on here? As I said, I know me. I start things when I’m antsy. I’m looking for ways to soothe, or solve, or settle. I cast on, knit until the world calms down, and I’m fine. Or, I knit until I am frustrated and wild-headed; I wasn’t going to be fine in the first place. The result: a pile of knitting.

Either way, all these bits and tangled and sometimes beautiful things are Jane. One day I’ll tell you a sweet story about my mother and her “Janes” but it will have to wait until I have knitted or written my way out of this bloggy shyness.

Here is my recipe for a good kind of solitude: It’s a dark, foggy, humid, hot day, but my AC is on; I have the day off; I have exactly two errands to do; I rented a bunch of episodes of “Prime Suspect”; I have blueberries; I have endless knitting possibilities (see above).

9 thoughts on “A reckoning, sort of

  1. Ha! Preaching to the choir, babe, preaching to the choir…I have so many projects I’ve started, it kills me. I saved myself from starting another this weekend, but just barely, because I forced myself to swatch (which means “Permission to rip out after a square is knit”) so I got that back into a ball before it qualified as POK… but man, do I have more than my fair share of that. I barely finish anything at all, but I knit all the time! How is that possible?

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  2. Wowiw zowie, Jane, great projects in those bags! Great yarns you have there, girlfriend!A ways back I went through all my bags & made the hard choices just as you did – some went back to being skeins/balls of yarn, some are being knitted & some are still WIPs.The KR basket is beautiful! You’re so lucky that your kitty girl doesn’t get into your baskets & bags.Your recipe for your day off is splendid – Helen Mirren as Jane T. rocks.Martha

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  3. Oh, for a day like the one you describe! I get in a row here and a row there — one full day to knit (in the A/C) and watch movies without worrying about the boys, the laundry or the dog.

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  4. Amazing Twining Lace Scarfok can we have a picture???????and why for why how come am I a treasure???( is that code for old crotchty broad with a movable hump???)vi

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  5. There’s a picture down a few posts, but it’s of the beginning. I have a bout 2 feet done now. That’s it poking out of the beautiful basket.

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  6. well now that it is 2 feet done……. we need another pictureright???humor the old broad…..and darlink……are you sure I am not dyin-K??????(looking over my shoulder………. well my hump is still there but smaller)hahahavi

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  7. thank you.. thank you.. i feel better (esp since my post Ive discovered other items. truly lost items..) so who knows. perhaps I have something similar to narcolepsy or cleptomania.. yes! that’s it.. I stole time and cast on while I was alseep! but what would I call that??

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  8. darlink……I have yet to write to their great gramma…….and my 18 year old dy-ink daily cat amber……they are all in cahouts…..now about that PICTURE????vi

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  9. Oh Jane, that is a comfort, all those WIPs. Unless you no longer want to work on them. I’m sure you’ll get your inspiration back when the weather is cooler and the summer visitors to your beach have returned to their inland retreats. =0)

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