stash-busting

THE Recorder Case

THE recorder case

Earlier this year I was interviewed a couple of times (here and here) and I talked a little about my first memorable knitting project. 

I was about 10 when I knitted this earthy creation and since then it's lived on top of my parents piano. Recently, my mum sent it to me from New Zealand so that I could show you and here it is: THE recorder case.

THE recorder case

I must have had free reign of Mum's scraps of yarn - wool actually. In those days there wasn't much in the way of variety. Yarn came in wool, sometimes maybe angora or mohair, or acrylic. Knowing my mum, this lot is pure wool, likely the old-fashioned scratchy kind.

I remember that the yellow-ginger yarn was left over from a jersey that she knitted for me. It had a round neck and little brass-coloured smiley face buttons on one shoulder.

THE recorder case
THE recorder case THE recorder case

I didn't have a pattern, just a recorder to cover and it looks as if I knitted it in two parts and then assembled it. I imagine what happened is that I knitted the bottom half first and then realised it was too short, so had to knit the top part to make it long enough. It ended up turning out a bit long and I wonder if I got carried away, enjoying myself so much I forgot to stop.

It looks as if the top part has been picked up and knit straight on to the side of the bottom part. I don't remember if I knew how to pick up stitches, may be my mum helped me with that bit? On the other hand, I think I was a bit gung-ho, so it's also likely I had a go myself, using some method that I made up. (Update from my mum: it was all my own work - apparently she didn't see it until it was finished!)

It was all knitted flat on straight needles and then sewn together. I didn't know about circular needles and knitting in the round until only a few years ago.

I distinctly remember knitting the orange/yellow columns of stitches and feeling very pleased with myself. I knew knit and purl but not yarn overs or cable stitches or anything fancy. All of these wee stitches were from my head, the result of fiddling about and playing with different colours of yarn.

THE recorder case

Clearly I didn't think it important to weave in my ends. Inside, it's a mess of ends.

THE recorder case

And seaming didn't appear to be high on my list of priorities either!

I'm sure you'll forgive me for being a little irrationally proud of my funny recorder case. It seems like yesterday since it was on my needles and I remember feeling a lot of pleasure knitting it. Those are the best projects aren't they?

Now I've showed you mine, what was the first knitting project that made you feel proud?


pinwheels

pinwheels

I've actually got a bunch of things finished, but I haven't been able to get photos of any of them. By the time I collect the kids from school, walk them home and placate them with food, it's dark. The mornings are too hectic to contemplate taking pictures. We keep sleeping in. Our cosy beds are too delicious to get out of and the days too grey and cold to feel excited about starting, so getting dressed, fed and ready for school is a great big rush at the moment. No time for taking photos then. I'll try to organise a wee photo-shoot over the weekend, the weather and kids permitting, so I've something to show you next week.

In the meantime, I have the beginnings of a rather large project to show you. I've been almost monogamous with my knitting of late, finishing one cardigan before starting another. Almost monogamous. When I've had my fill of cardigan knitting I crochet a pinwheel or five. I've managed to make quite a few here and there... see?

It all began with a basket of dk and worsted weight ends of balls and scraps of yarn (I am in stash-busting heaven). Inspired by round granny "squares" on other lovely blogs I decided this would be the perfect use of my bits and bobs. I found instructions for crocheted wheels here and totally fell in love with the light border on that blanket, but am thinking I'll join mine with an undyed/natural coloured yarn rather than white. It's funny because although there are lots of bright colours in my basket, I'm surprising myself with how muted and earthy most of my wheels are turning out. Actually, the whole thing is pretty random, there's no colour scheme or big plan about colours. I just use what's in the basket and am enjoying that. Basically I reach into my basket for a ball, start a wheel then have a quick look for the next colour, grabbing something that feels good. And so on. It might actually be possible to track my mood, pinwheel by pinwheel.... bright, gloomy, then brighter again... ;)

The Myrtle kids are enjoying a periodic count-up and want to know how many I'm going to make. To be honest, I don't know! In the meantime, I'll just keep going until I'm sick of them, or the basket is empty. 

Then I'll start the long task of joining them all together....