The story starts with an offer on Facebook of some tangled skeins of yarn which of course i stuck my hand up for. Free yarn? Untangling? Awesome! I find untangling very therapeutic, the challenge of getting each and every knot out of the yarn, the satisfaction of a freshly wound ball at the end of it.The colours in the yarn were gorgeously muted. Dusky burgundy-pink, muddy gold, purple and soft browns teased me as i unwound the skein. I took the skein with me to a craft weekend in Keighley where i spent a glorious weekend with online friends, friends who helped detangle the skein as it hung from a set of antlers above the fire. It seemed every time i went away from the skein someone else would come along and carry on!
This gorgeous skein full of memories made at our special weekend needed a special pattern, but which pattern?! The colours in the yarn reminded us of bruises and i knew a pretty lacey pattern wouldn't feel right and i remembered Tattered, a shawl which is aged prematurely and knew it was right. However, once i started i knew i couldn't knit the whole shawl like that so after a while i put in some rows of garter and then carried on in stocking stitch until i was close to the end of the ball and then i did garter rows to stop the edges from curling. I don't know what it was about the dropped stitches. I like the effect it just didn't "feel" right. It still doesn't feel right if i'm honest but i absolutely love the shawl and it has so many memories attached to it that i'll never change it. Besides, i'm not sure i even know what it wants to be other than draped around my neck!
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| Tattered and Bruised |
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