I am back in love with it. It's fussy to work. The fine strands made finer with the weaving oil in the yarn and the general scritchiness that it gives the yarn, makes it a pain. Each stitch needs watching to be certain you have both strands. Each increase needs care. It's just fussy knitting.
That fussing could so easily defeat me. It could make me set it aside and forget it in a corner. The thing that keeps me going back is the little, twice washed swatch.
It is so incredibly fluffy and soft. I. Want. To. Wear. This.
Compare that swatch to this. As it is being knit. It even looks crisp.
I will love knitting this this week and I am really hopeful that I get close to the end ofvthe body.
I had a message from my sister, the now owner of my impossibly joyful Flea sweater. She wore it out last night and had many compliments and questions about it. I am so happy it had good results in public. It is renewing my desire for one of my own. It may happen sooner than I think.
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