My lovely needle snapped in the middle of a round. Clean through, it gleamed ruby red with the light gleaming through. It was a size five and the needle sliding through the stitches on my Kauni.
And then it happened, not 20 minutes after they left. Snap! Did I mention that it was a size 5 US? I normally do not use US sizes, but this one seemed just perfect, the stitches sliding along the glass and the colour so lovely. Tins I have of needles, metric and US, but circulars? Those it seems I have only in metric. Looking for the 3,5mm – I could only find 60 cm or less.
It was time for a break outside.
In the middle of my pink flowers, I have one branch of purple. And the bush full of white on the other side of the terrace.
Taking a deep breath, I checked every single last flipping needle of the 3,5 and 4,0 variety. I even took out the set of Denises and checked them. Nope, the 5s barely cleared the 4,0 on my needles gauge. In the last place I looked (well, duh!) there was one last hard wood needle. It seemed to be too big for a 3,5 and a bit too little for the 4,0. I am calling it a US size five even though it clearly says something else. It is my needle and I need it to be the right size to not mess up my gauge. It is 3,75 I insist.
After that, I knit another 10 rows, quite pleased with the feel of the ebony needle. The point is not as nice, but the join is better. And it looks even better when I don’t have it bunched up. Elegant even!