Windows to the...

...well, you know.  Mine are a bit tired at the moment.  Because I just frogged an entire hat to free up yarn for something more likely to become a completed project.  I also spent the earlier part of the afternoon trying to translate TARDIS washcloth into a spreadsheet chart.  After which I realized worsted-plus yarn and size 7 needles would make an absolute monstrosity on the pattern I charted, and therefore decided to free up the sock weight and fish out some size 4s.  If it's still enormous I may have some editing to do.

After all that stress and strain my workspace sort of looked like this:

I'm not convinced it doesn't always look that way, come to think of it.

But my workspace does bring up the point of "WTF is she working on now???"  That yellow blob happens to be Foreign Correspondent's Scarf from Ravelry.  You may find the *free* pattern here.

One obvious change I made to the pattern was using DK instead of fingering weight yarn.  Which also meant upsizing the needles to size 6.  After all, I loved the designer's comment on gauge: "meh."  Scaling up lends a little extra weight, yes, but it doesn't mess with the latticework.  (Yes, it does make me think of windows, for some odd reason.)  It also eases the difficulty a bit, since DKs tend to be in reasonably low-maintenance materials such as cotton and don't break apart or produce little fuzzy nubbins that glue your yarn strands together (at least not often).  Maybe it was a tad too easy, because I found myself knitting during House Staff orientation.  And spending an awful lot of time on YouTube. 

(Disclaimer: I promise I did not set out to follow Tom Hiddleston's early career on YouTube, but I definitely do not take back Albert Finney's master class as Winston Churchill in "The Gathering Storm" or Chiwetel Ejiofor's heartbreaking Othello, so there.  Nor do I entirely blame my Facebook friends for posting audio clip of "May I Feel Said He" by E. E. Cummings in status comments, except that I always need a cold shower after I listen and I will insist on listening, and I pity the man who tries to use this to his advantage because for all I know it'll only work if you actually are Tom Hiddleston reading poetry.  Eyes are the windows to the soul?  Try ears.  Dammit.)







But we were speaking of knitting projects.  In future, I shall avoid upsizing a lace pattern.  It seems I could use the distraction.