Panic Over

Phew. And thanks very much, grannypurple. I was sitting at the pc, thinking of nothing in particular, and there drifted into my mind a picture of the swatch I started knitting in January, which I had thought might turn into a scarf (a swarf?) and which consisted of different shades of Kidsilk Haze worked in garter stitch on different sizes of needles, and I remembered that the first stripe consisted of Meadow.

I burrowed through the heap on the sofa and found it, very near the bottom, and merrily ripped it apart. It's true what they say about ripping Kidsilk but I managed it and had the shawl finished in a trice. No, really, a trice. I haven't blocked it yet because although my back is a lot better I think it will be worth waiting another day or two before I do anything as backbreaking as pinning out a shawl on the bed, but it's good to take quiet looks at it and know that it's finished.

This has nothing do with knitting, but it made me laugh.

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