Monday, December 4, 2017

Moving in the right direction

Sometimes it takes me awhile to get up the guts to pull the plug on a project, but I will eventually get them.  I just counted back, and I'm pretty sure I've unraveled four almost-finished sweaters this year.  That's a lot of wasted knitting time, isn't it?  These were all things I cast on in haste, either by being desperate to try a new yarn, or being persuaded by an expiring discount code, or being too lazy to wind something and just using what was handy [if you can believe it, that is something I actually do] or suffering from FOMO, or boredom, or yarnlove blindness, or whatever.  I'd been working on a Granito in Holst Supersoft since last summer, and from the very beginning, I sort of knew that Supersoft was the wrong choice.  It was gray and in the stash at the exact moment I was ready to cast on for the project, and I got gauge.  So, go for launch!  Don't think about it or anything!  On the plus side, Supersoft comes already wound and ready to go, but straight out of the cake, Supersoft is not supersoft.  Supersoft has a hand only a mother could love, and it requires a leap of faith, and you have to keep on leaping for the duration of the project.  Actually, I have to carry that unrelated purple swatch along with any Supersoft project, and I need to keep it right in front of me the whole time I'm knitting with Supersoft, and I have to keep cuddling it now and then to remind myself what that yarn really is inside, because otherwise, I will completely forget about how it transforms with washing and becomes a nice fabric and I will hate my knitting.   Witness.  Supersoft before a bath:
String-like and rough.  A bit like what your grandad uses to tie up the tomato plants.  On the recommended US 4, the fabric is mesh, and pretty unappealing.  It can be dispiriting.  However.  Supersoft after a bath:
Lo, it is good!  Fluffy and plumped, and comparatively soft.  It's never going to be merino, but not everything has to be that soft.  This is a rustic, wooly wool, and light as a feather.   So, even though I had a pretty strong feeling this wasn't the yarn I wanted for my Granito, I kept thinking about its potential for dramatic transformation and that made me keep going.  Then, last week, when I realized I hadn't put even one stitch on that project since August, I knew it was time to let it go and I unraveled the whole thing, which always hurts a little, but which is, in the end, a move in the right direction.  This time, it also left me with two holes in my life, because I still desperately want a Granito, and I have some Supersoft now, which wants to be a sweater.  Obviously, faced with a situation like that, even though I already have what Ethel refers to as my Yarn Museum, I betook myself to the LYS to find a remedy, and came home with a bunch more Supersoft.  Sigh.  It comes in so many colors!  I can't resist it!  I have quite a stash of it now, but never exactly what I'm looking for, which is how stashes grow.  [Could I do one of these in time for Rhinebeck 2018?] That up there, the cream-and-olive striped thing?  That's neither the sweater I unraveled, nor the yarn I unraveled from it, nor a new Granito.  That is Yet Another Sweater, on my needles.  I am running out of size fours.  Ravello, by Isabell Kraemer.  In Supersoft.