I Have Lived So Long
Now that there's nothing left to do on the crazy cotton sweater but the finish work, I am conquering my impulse to stick it back in the Rubbermaid Time Capsule TM, and facing down the Hydra of ends that I have mostly ignored in the protracted process of this knitting. I find the occasional gift from myself of eight years ago -- of an end knit in as I went -- but mostly, the dangly bits speak of a knitter who could give a damn about such eventual details, knitting as if there were no tomorrow, as if, perhaps, she had no faith that she might ever live to face down the Hydra. Well, she did.
It looks like slaw. Rowan Handknit Cotton Slaw, served on a bed of intarsia, with a no-longer-bitter vinagrette, and a side of crow.
Tonight, I seam.
That is an EXACT description of the picture. LOL. Look at it this way. I knit with all the eventualities in mind, and it takes me That Long to finish things. So that won't speed things up either. We puts in our time and we pays our dues?
Posted by: Laurie | November 20, 2005 at 08:19 PM
Brava for conquering the beast Julia!!
Posted by: Debi | November 20, 2005 at 09:48 PM
Yikes! Good luck with that!
Posted by: Chris | November 20, 2005 at 11:16 PM
Holy shit. I am in awe. You are a woman of fortitude. One look at that and it would have gone BACK into the rubbermaid time capsule for another good decade. Bravo!
Posted by: mamacate | November 20, 2005 at 11:44 PM
Mmmmmm, appetising.
Yes, I'm sure I can find a way to post a photo of Gregory Peck no matter what the subjct!
Posted by: Jane | November 21, 2005 at 03:21 AM
Don't give up on this one. It looks like if you take it one thread at a time, in no time you'll be done. Slow and steady wins the race, in this case.
There is great satisfaction to giving this sweater a new home in a drawer, far far away from the rubbermaid container.
Posted by: Kelly | November 21, 2005 at 05:22 AM
How exciting!!! Can't wait to see it finished. You'll be wearing it for Thanksgiving, right?
Posted by: Carole | November 21, 2005 at 07:44 AM
I feel your pain.
Posted by: claudia | November 21, 2005 at 09:24 AM
Holy crap. That's a lot of ends.
Posted by: Martha | November 21, 2005 at 11:34 AM
Bean calls the ends "hangers". Good luck.
Posted by: liz | November 21, 2005 at 11:44 AM
Ah, I've got no sympathy, you brought it on yourself, you madwoman.
Love and kisses....
Posted by: Juno | November 21, 2005 at 12:00 PM
Good job! Brava!
Posted by: June | November 21, 2005 at 01:18 PM
Yup, a whole lotta ends. But it's so worth it!
Posted by: MJ | November 21, 2005 at 01:33 PM
It's the last quarter mile of the marathon - you can do it! And be deserving of a medal when you cross the finish line.
Posted by: Margot | November 21, 2005 at 02:16 PM
Wow. Gonna be beautiful, though.
Posted by: eunny | November 21, 2005 at 04:12 PM
Suck it up, turn on the telly, and weave those mothers in. I get into it, honestly. The end is in sight! The end is in sight! xoxo Kay
Posted by: Kay | November 21, 2005 at 05:01 PM
No pun intended, right Kay :)
Posted by: eunny | November 21, 2005 at 05:54 PM
I bow down to you. (It's too bad that you can't see my look of awe in person. I can't wait to see how it looks on you...)
Posted by: Kristen | November 21, 2005 at 06:32 PM
My deepest sympathy to you my dear.... what an evening to look forward to (not!)
Posted by: Mia | November 22, 2005 at 07:56 AM
Wow. um ... wow. I agree with Kay ... turn on your favorite night of must-see t.v. (or three hours of Law & Order back-to-back) and get sewing.
And good luck.
Posted by: Ruth | November 22, 2005 at 07:58 AM