Maybe this will make me sound like a crackpot or like someone who's been sniffing the cashmere again, but I think knitting can speak to me sometimes. In this case a lovely skein of Misti Alpaca Chunky ,that called to me siren-like at my LYS, had convinced me it wanted to be something just for me, for a change. Alas, when this same skein of yarn was actually knit up it declared something else altogther. This lovely bit of knitting and the yarn it came from now reside in Maryland with one of my best friends.
Just as I was finishing this piece it began to speak to me: "I'm not really for you, you know?" , "Did you really think you could keep me?", "Did you forget you don't have enough neck to wear a cowl?". I never said my knitting spoke to me politely or even kindly, just that it spoke. So there you have it, another item that started out being for me is now snuggly around someone else's neck, oh well, the knitting was right anyway, I don't have enough neck for that pattern.
The details:
Cherry Garcia Cowl knit in the round on size 11's
