There are patterns that have been on my to-do list for years. I don’t know why it takes me so long to get to them; quite often I have the yarn and needles ready and have purchased the pattern but still they languish in the back of my stash for months and months.
Then a moment will come where it’s exactly the right time to start it. This is usually at the moment when I should be doing something else important, because procrastination is the greatest motivator I know.
A couple of weeks ago I was at my yarn store and realised I couldn’t knit the project I’d brought with me so cast on with the only other yarn I’d brought; my Wollmeise. Two weeks later I have my Damask shawl finished and blocked. For Canada Day I even took it out for a test run and boy, was it comfortable. Just right for a cool day that’s not cold enough for a sweater.
Damask by Kitman Figueroa is a pleasure to knit. I remember how hard it was when I tried about two and a half years ago; it hurt my head and I gave up after casting on three times and still messing up a few rows in. Yet apparently I have improved because this time the pattern was a breeze. Even the nupps were only difficult the first time, which is fun since every time I’ve tried them before has been a failure.
So without further ado I present to you… my Damask.
What do you mean, I’m a bit of a hippy? It’s almost as if it’s in my blood (thanks Dad).
I will never get over the fact the spine of the shawl doesn’t hit mine in this photo, but we were busy coercing a dog into running off some of his energy so we didn’t have time to keep trying.
Here it is with its proper wing-span. I did a looser gauge than the pattern called for because I wanted a loose and draping shawl, and I’m pleased with the result. It’s bigger than I expected. When I pinned it down to block it I didn’t have quite enough room when I thought I would have ample.
That’s the first time I blocked lace, though. I wish I’d got a before/after photo. Next time!
And believe me… there will be a next time. I am doing everything I can not to immediately cast on another shawl as we speak. No, bad Polo! It’s time to knit for your upcoming nephew. He’ll come any day now. No more shawls.