In the meantime, I'm self-medicating with the restorative stocking-stitchness of Swank.
But I do feel the need to FEED THE BLOG. So here's a few pics of a colossal Aran sweater I knit many years ago as a wedding present for my sister's dear husband. It's Na Craga, from Alice Starmore's legendary Aran Knitting book.
Don't bother asking what yarn I used, what needle size etc... Please! I can't even keep track of the specs on stuff I knit last week, let alone several years ago! I do remember that it was authentic, expensive Aran wool from Ireland and the quality paid off big time. Other than a few pills here and there (it gets a lot of wear I hear) the wool still looks gorgeous.
I repatriated the sweater to display it at a local sheep shearing festival this past weekend, where my knitting guild had set up a little display. Where are my photos of the festival, the display, the sheep, the fleece, you ask? That's a really good question. I can only say in my defense that this event coincided with the start of my germ-activated brain fog, so I didn't bring my camera. Bad, bad blogger.
So can I lull you into thinking this blog is worth visiting if I show you more photos of Na Craga?