Hello! I am back this week, joining Ginny's Wednesday Yarn Along once again. I was dealing with a lot of ugly stuff last week, as a stomach virus ran through our family. I did knit a little, in dribs and drabs between doling out saltines and flat Coke and holding little heads over toilets.
Right now I am knitting this wonderful little Esprit Folk vest for Gemma. I am using Cascade Eco Yarn for the first time, and I love the yarn and love the pattern. I want to make another one of these vests in a light gray or oatmeal color.
I finished Una's slouchy hat nearly two weeks ago, but it took me some time to get her outdoors for photos. I now have the notes up on Ravelry. She literally has not taken the hat off since I made it, except to bathe or sleep. I am forgetting what her head looks like without it.
I still haven't gotten a photo of Adrian in his birthday Henley, although he has worn it a couple of times now. Maybe I will get one today, as the weather is supposed to be mild. My camera just doesn't like the low light conditions of my house.
And now we go on to the title of this post. It is not pleasant when one puts one's heart and soul into making a gift for someone, and that someone does not like it. And two year olds have not learned tact or diplomacy. The object to which I refer is this sweater:
Yep, the labor of love with the needle-felted toadstools and hand-painted buttons. Gemma will not wear it. In fact, the first time she modeled it for my camera was the last time I got her to wear it for more than two minutes. In all truth, she doesn't like most of what I have made for her, at least not the cardigans and pullovers. It might have something to do that this girl is almost always too hot. I keep the thermostat at a chilly 66 degrees, and she is constantly stripping off her shirts exclaiming, "I hot!" She wears the vest I made for her, which is why I am knitting another vest. I'll try a cardi again, but use cotton and see how that goes over. All I know is that she won't let me put it on her.
So, I am putting it into our Etsy shop. I can't get sentimental about a sweater Gemma never wore, and I hate the thought of it just being packed away. If it sells, fine, and if not, I will put it in tissue paper and mothballs and see if I one day have a grandchild who doesn't hate it.
Knitting can be such an emotional thing, you know....
As for my reading, I am officially halfway through The Fellowship of the Ring. I am loving it all over again. Even though it dips into my knitting time in bed.
Can't wait to see what you are reading and knitting!