Contrary knits
Published on Sunday April 29th, 2012
It’s spring. The world is vivid green and brightly spangled with the million blooms the lusty gardeners of this town have coaxed from the earth. Pink cherry blossoms eddy in the streets and bank in pillowy drifts against the curbs — even a peep down a grate to the sewer offers an eyeful of candy floss. So how is it that I find my knitting consists of three brown sleeves?
For some reason I thought the remedy was to cast on a summer-weight vest for Ada. It’s grey. (At least it has no sleeves.)
Posted: April 30th, 2012 at 5:06 am
Perhaps we don’t crave as much color from our knitting when there’s so much color in the great outdoors? The spring bulbs are long gone here in Chicago, and the bleeding heart and trillium are going full-strength. So pretty!
Posted: April 30th, 2012 at 6:38 am
I recently started knitting Warriston… it must be the opposite spring knitting! 🙂
Posted: May 1st, 2012 at 7:32 am
I’m working with a grey blue, and I can completely see how it doesn’t match my environment at all (well, it does today, but we have a grey heavy rain in Boston). There are flowers everywhere, but you’d never be able to tell by what I’ve got on the needles.
Posted: May 2nd, 2012 at 5:03 am
I too seem to have brown spring knitting on the go. Suits the grey rain here in London.