the noble mustard greens enjoy fresh coat of snow.
last year we ate garden greens into january.
so, i guess you all liked that shawl, eh? hahahaha!
thank you for all of those wonderful comments—they mean a lot to me.
i unpinned it this morning, and i twirled around a bit in it (before tripping over my feet of course), but we didn’t get to do modeling shots yet. it’s freezing here, and i’m holding out for a hopefully better day over the weekend.
the pattern should be ready some time next week; one test knitter is virtually done and the others are hot on her heels. i am thrilled that basically, the pattern was in great shape when it went to them, and that we are making only minor adjustments and fixes, mostly to the wording of the instructions. yay.
and . . . we have names. double-yay!
thank you again for the hundreds of names you suggested. many of those were already being used by BMFA for either color names or projects in their upcoming book, so i had to dig a little deeper to name my pieces. and my heart just wasn’t really leaping at many of the names i came across.
i wanted something light and pretty, but with spiritual depth too, and i wanted to be able to link it in my mind with something meaningful. something for right now.
then i started an email conversation with kate who planted the seeds of a good idea in my head, and then, josiane chimed in, and everything solidified.
here’s what happened: kate is a scholar of arabic and sent me a couple of beautiful arabic words related to concepts i was looking at for a name.
i was like, you speak arabic???
(i mean, how jealous was i? i can’t even speak canadian.)
so i proceeded to barrage her with email queries about how to say this or that phrase. because they are all so beautiful.
i began to think, this is what i have to do—i have GOT to link up with the beauty of arabic culture, which so many people associate now with pain and anger.
and then josiane sent me some persian words, too, with a link to a beautiful story, and the deal was sealed.
so . . . the faroese shawl will be named Irtfa’a which translates to english as soaring.
and the rectangle stole will be named Simurgh, which is the modern Persian name for a fabulous, benevolent, mythical flying creature (you really need to go read that story—it’s fantastic).
and i keep feeling that just maybe, if everyone who knits one of these pieces would whisper the name now and then, beauty and good karma would be lifted into the heavens and rain back down in the form of world peace.
i mean, hey—we can try it. you never know . . .
(anther naughtay picture of the sexy pattern writing . . .)
today i got the pattern for the rectangle stole off to the test knitters; the lovely rachael and jocelyn (another linguist—how lucky am i??) will be making the pioneering excursion through that knit, and hopefully it will be good for them.
this is my swatch from some sample yarn that tina sent me way back; the actual colorway i will be using is completely different. i’ll show it to you when it gets here.
we are knitting the stole in geisha, a silk/kid mohair fingering weight blend.
it’s heavier than the laci yarn used in the faroese shawl, and has a nice iridescent sheen.
i don’t know the name of the colorway yet, but tina said it has rusty undertones, which will be a nice change of pace.
while i am waiting for my own stole yarn to arrive, i feel like i have a little free time. woo-hoo.
i am turning to another bird project in the meantime and i know i can get a good jump on that one over the weekend.
last night our power was off for a couple of hours and almost as soon as the lights snapped off my hands started to itch. i had been working at the computer, which was now not an option, so what could i do?
i started to feel anxious.
this is how demented i am: i sat and knitted stockinette swatches by candlelight while david read through catalogs. i mean, they were swatches i needed, but still . . .
i was terribly relieved when the power went back on. with no shawl to work on (incredible how empty one’s hands can feel with no knitting in them), i decided to reward myself with a little treat, and start a pair of new everyday mitts just for me.
just a wee something for my always-frigid digits.
i’m using the CMF handspun cashmere that klaus sent me about a month ago.
it’s nice and soft, and it does say “handspun” all over. i know these will get worn a LOT—i am keeping then right by my desk once they are done.
and so now, i am going off to work on another bird and maybe curl up with this long-awaited tome which arrived today
nothing like a book about knitting tradition to start the weekend off right, i always say.
especially when it looks like this outside