i don’t know if you would call this a technical failure, or maybe an equipment failure, or more accurately, a complete failure of judgement, but all in all, it ranks pretty high on my dumb-ass error list. (hmm, which do you think it will be . . .).
as you may remeber, i chose a beautiful alpaca fingering-weight yarn for my moth shawl, which i purchased in paris five years go at la droguerie, where yarn does not have labels, but is hung in heavy hanks, according to fiber and color, along the walls and purchased by the kilo.
this yarn is lovely and is knitting up a treat—just what i had envisioned, and so soft!
well, back to saturday night, there i am knitting away on my fifth repeat of twin lace pattern, enjoying the merry rhythm i am keeping up as i near the last part of the shawl, happy as all get-out, when suddenly i notice this
do you see it? i’m talking about that collapsed corpse of what WAS a huge ball of yarn only hours earlier. i gasped—where had it all gone?? i finished two-thirds of the shawl with the first (and smaller ball). i was certain i had enough to finish with the second ball.
ahem. i hadn’t really counted my yardage beforehand, but i was sure—no, well, not exactly—i was pretty sure i’d had enough.
so i refigured things as i tore out a repeat of twin leaf lace and tried again.
sigh. drat! those tricky shawls, they always start eating up yarn just after you realize you might not have enough. so what did i do?
that’s right! i stayed in denial til the last possible moment, and then had to tear out two repeats of twin leaf again (rows of approx 375 to 425 sts each), in order to refigure the ending part.
i ended up abbreviating the twin leaf to 4 total repeats, then when i tried to make all the way through the corona edging, i ran out again, and had to tear back to end at row 11. PLUS, i had to add a few rows in another color.
this sort of striping at the edge IS, at least, in the shetland tradition. i always wanted to do it on a shawl, but never had a good reason to possibly ruin the look of something
(the stripes can appear to be sort of garish, but they definitely ARE a tradition. (hmm. tradition my foot. we all know where traditions get their starts!)
it’s been soaking for a while now, so i am going to go off and block it. but have i learnt my lesson?? ha! that, indeed is the question.