Scribble

I lied. There are circumstances under which you will rip back over 2 and 1/2 feet of knitting. Even knitting that you laboriously did the drop-the-mistake-off-your-needle-to-fix for the first time. (Yes!) It's when you realise you forgot another one of the lessons you learned on your first stockinette stitch project. Yes, Virginia. There really is a right (and thus, WRONG) side to your knitting and you, by all the saints, had better not forget which side you are working on.

Alas, poor Scribble. It went swimming with the frogs and resurfaced at about 10 inches.

But (and here's one of the things I love about knitting): it's fixable. And once I realized that I really like this scarf/shawl (sharf? scawl? scarl?), and loved working with the ribbon and silk, it really mattered to me that it be right. Not filled with unintentional creativity.

(I haven't stopped feathering and fanning. Actually, the fan seems conspicuous in its absence. I will heretofore refer to "feather" or "feathering." But I need variety. Hence all this Scribbling.)

So, happily, with some extra time and attention, the Scribble scarf has almost recovered.


















I have put another safe-guard in place. This is scribble with its first set of stitch markers (and lifelines).












Here it is with the new set of stitch markers. If I'm on the end with the blue one, I'm supposed to be knitting. If I'm starting with gold, I'm supposed to be purling.












And it seems to be working!