This past weekend was my son Alex’s 30th birthday. I can hardly believe that it has been 30 years since he was born! I had been giving some thought as to what might be a unique gift for him when I saw a picture on Instagram of a pullover sweater in a Nordic-style that integrated Storm Troopers as part of the yoke. Stop right there - decision made. I went to the website of the woman who had written the pattern, purchased, and downloaded it. I was a bit surprised to find that it was but two brief pages, but having done color-work and a couple of Icelandic cardigans, I felt confident enough to forge a head. All of this was shortly before we made our trip to Cape Cod in October, and I knew that I would be stopping at WEBS on the way to purchase yarn.
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The few cardigans and pullovers that I have done in recent years have all started from the top and worked downward, and I have come to find this construction preferable to bottom up. Unfortunately this pullover was written as a bottom-up construction. If I had felt confident enough, I would have tried to re-write it a bit and do it from the top down, but at that point in time, knowing that his birthday was soon approaching, I needed go with the way the pattern was written.
Once home I was able to settle in, and after having done the ribbing and color-work at the bottom, I continued with the body, which went quite quickly because it was simply straight knitting in the round. Color work is always an amazing thing to see grow under your fingers! To me it’s one of the things that makes it so enchanting to do.
As the final week approached (I had set a deadline in my mind of when I wanted to get this in the mail) I realized that things like doing the collar and weaving in the bazillion ends etc. were going to take a fair amount of time. I’m willing to bet that that last week I spent probably 40+ hours finishing all of those tasks. I'm always saying that I like to learn new things, but two days before I was getting ready to send this in the mail, as I was trimming up a piece of yarn that I had woven in underneath one of the arms, I snipped a hole right in the sleeve. I sat there with it in my lap, mouth agape, and just stared. I’ve then proceeded to poke at it with my finger for a bit, almost not believing that it had happened. I simply made it worse. At that point, I set the entire thing aside and decided that I was going to deal with it in the morning with a fresh mind and fresh eyes.
The next morning I spent quite a bit of time on YouTube and looked at a variety of ways to patch holes. Well, I have in my own mind that there might be a better method, and that may be something that I explore down the road, but I did not have the luxury of time if I wanted Alex to have the sweater by his birthday. So, I followed the directions that seemed best for the situation and knit a patch over the hole. The final result didn’t looked terrible, but also didn’t look great. I made the kind of kooky decision to stitch around the outside of the patch in a darker color. That might seem a bit odd, but it helped to set the definition of an otherwise awkward edge around the outside of the patch. It is on the underside of the sleeve and while I wish it hadn’t happened it’s not the end of the world. I said to Bruce “I’m learning something new that I never wanted to learn!“ I think probably many things in life come about that way!
