It is blocking.
That sheared mink/cashmere yarn? I need to thank Kate in St. Louis: when she did a Traveling Woman shawlette in 12 hours, I assume the pattern name in reference to what Stephanie’s been doing, I thought–I can do that!
I figured, you get more done when you have a deadline and I really hoped to get two major projects done this week. Three, if you listen to the crazy.
So, yes, I did knit my shawlette in about 12 hours, most of them over two days–but not necessarily a day followed by the one that came right after it, and I still need to cast on project#2.
But oh my goodness, if you can’t knit qiviut quite every day, this yarn will definitely do. You know how wools feel softer the moment they touch water, when you go to block them? This seemed to disappear altogether–just totally melted into my hands. Love love love it. And I cannot WAIT to see the look on…! My only problem is, I can’t put that look on every single person’s face. I so wish I could.
One stitch at a time. One person at a time. Deadlines, though: deadlines totally make the progress.
(And to the squirrel on my roof suddenly eye to eye when I looked up yesterday from the bathroom sink, a nut in its mouth, considering me and then abruptly deciding I was challenging him and leaping at my head, which only got him the invisible forcefield of the skylight and a bellyflop–keep that up and I will come after you with my hair brush. I will spin and knit you a little carry bag for those acorns, and you will say it’s shear luck we met.)