Pie Pie
Me oh my
Nothing tastes sweet, wet, salty and dryall at once o well it's pieApple!Pumpkin!Mincedan' wet bottom.Come to your place everyday if you've got em'PieMe o myI love pie- Andie McDowell in the movie "Michael" I heard project spectrum was all about red and black this summer. I noticed the annual increase in flag waving and bunting bearing, all in patriotic shades of red, white, and blue as we drew closer to Independence Day.
I went stash diving, in search of something, anything to help me get my red fix. Came up with three skeins of Handmaiden lace silk that were too lightweight for the project they were intended for.
Found this pattern in Knitting Nature.
It calls for a gauge of single strand on ones of nine stitches to an inch. Double strand on size five needles yields five and a half to an inch. Wound one up and swatched. Perfect. At both gauges.
Now I know what you're thinking.
How is that
totally embarrassing belly baring top going to look on a fifty year old
goddess woman?
Not to worry. I am adding two and a half inches onto the length so my
rolls of fat pleasantly plump stomachs don't show.
Sat down last week and cast on. By the weekend I had enough done to tell whether it was working or not.
Oh yeah, it's working!
The shine is fabulous; the drape is luscious; the color shifts so subtly between crimson and berry, you almost think you must have imagined it.
The knitting gods have smiled on me.
Because sometimes a girl just needs pie...
a la mode!