It's right there--
in the wrinkled, raveled remains
that wasn't quite right.
But such a relief.
I've caught myself wondering
what the yarn would 'really' become
even as I knit on.
I was, it seemed, in love the idea of the sweater,
more than the garment itself.
Also, I'd put a graft in it, which I was reluctant to undo.
(I quite like grafting, but un-grafting is just not as pleasurable as pure unraveling).
continuing to knit
"it'll be all right,"
knowing all the while
that it is not?
I realized that I loved the yarn too much
to 'waste' it on a clever concept
I would never wear.
local grey and white fleeces
blended in various ways,
spindle spun over time,
and collected as singles on toilet paper tubes
(not archival but never intended to be).
I had a fat pound waiting to be plied.
Unlike the sweater I just decided to reject,
Plying 5 strands with the Charkha was an experiment that worked,
but only when I turned it into a two step process
like when plying with a spindle:
1. wind the singles together without twisting
2. add twist.
where both hands are available,
with the Charkha, the extra step was worth every second
because there I only have one free hand
many strands to manage
and no tensioned lazy Kate
(though my makeshift multi-mug system pictured above was ideal).
At any rate, I used the Charkha for both steps,
covering the spindle shaft with paper purns (rolled up squares)
that I could hold in one hand as I turned the crank with the other.
nice enough to be outside whenever it stopped raining,
but cool enough to make the cookstove a constant necessity
for cups of tea
and to dry the yarn after blocking.
You might notice that the drying skeins twist a little --
this is because the yarn sat so long as singles
that the warm water released the stored twist energy
rather than relaxing it has happens when you wet the yarn
closer to the time it is actually spun.
Kathryn Alexander of Entrelac and Energized Yarn fame.
first brought this phenomenon to my attention.
Check out her work.
It truly is beyond anything.
squishy and super soft--
and I started knitting with it
the moment it was dry,
used double no less
with gargantuan needles --
size 9 I think.
or anyway another idea,
the one I decided against this very morning,
took hold and wouldn't let go
But the yarn is still waiting--
so yummy I can hardly wait to cast on with it again.
there it is--
the new idea--