Remember that Chinese Red Vest I mentioned yesterday? I picked it up this morning and started to knit, first completing the fronts, then the back to finish up the mainbody of the vest. And then came time to bind off the shoulders.
Fighting to stay free, the stitches kept jumping off the needles when I wasn’t looking. Taking a leap, they ran down away from the bind off. A springing yarn, the Gedifra merino had plenty of energy and obviously a mind of its own. Added and abetted in this endeavor by the ebony needles, I finally cried enough, sliding them onto one needle. Alternating the recalcitrant escapees from both front and back I forced them into submission with a K2tog and psso, locking them in pairs for the life of the waistcoat.
You think I could find my scissors after this? No, it was declaring its support for the integrity of the yarn by hiding.
I hate biting off yarn.
The first picture is as of 2004, and how it appeared for the last several weeks as it sulked on the living room window sill, waiting for me to finish up socks and baby sweaters. The second picture is after fmy victory on the shoulders. And finally,my status just before going out the door for services. The facings are done on the fronts, and the neck is finished. Although not without spending 15 minutes rooting through the stash before finding the remaining ball of yarn from the same dye lot. [I had decided I was not going to cry even if I was 20 m of yarn short]. All I have left to do is the armholes.
This is what I would really like to do, if I had all the money and the time. Just when we are in the midst of winter here, I would fly to Sanitago, Chile then board the boat for a cruise to Antartica. Failing the money for such a trip, I could instead sail from Kirkenese in the middle of winter, down the Fjords to Bergen on the Hurtigruten. It should be quiet; it most certainly would be dark. I am not sure how it would be for photography, but knitting should not be an issue.
Maybe it is not such a good idea that I have a day off. I find reading the vacation section of the Süddeutsche just full of good ideas.