The weather-lady said that there'd be showers and thunderstorms this weekend. She fibbed. England is still a fair isle, full of sunshine and gentle breezes. Flowers are wilting. People are suntanning. Women are walking around in strapless dresses, soaking up the sunshine as if we were in Caribbean or else on the summery shores of Cape Town. This is the summer of 2013.
And from one fair isle to the next. My little cardigan is coming along nicely with all the late-night stitching. I rather like the bulky yoke of this little cardigan; it's like a layer of warmth that has a built-in scarf for the winter time. It's hard to think that we've ever had a need for cardigans in England, but that's the norm - not the exception.
The reverse of the fair isle yoke is looking quite neat,with each carried thread tucked neatly under its partner as I've stitched along the pattern of hugs and kisses. I changed the colours on a whim; a slightly darker olive green forms the body of the Os and Xs, the pale blue is replaced by ecru, and gone is the striking winter white: it's now pale pink.
I'm looking forward to finishing this bit so I can see whether my tension has worked out okay. A few more rows, then time to cast off. Tally ho.
It's been a while since I last posted a Wednesday work in progress. Most things have been in boxes since moving, but not this one. This one has been (very) slowly and quietly on-the-go when the soaring heatwave temperatures settle down to a light sizzle, and there's a gentle breeze blowing in through the windows.
This is going to be a Debbie Bliss Fair Isle Baby Cardigan. It's knitted entirely in Baby Cashmerino which is like knitting yarn gold, and is spun from the locks of unicorns. Okay, not really - but almost. For the price, it might as well be.
I've done the back, fronts and sleeves for my very first fair isle project. Sensibly, it's age 0 - 3 months, so at least I'm just dipping my toes in to the fair isle waters here with a teeny tiny fair isle cardigan yoke. Fingers crossed it doesn't all end up in a tangled heap.