Last weekend was the Unravel festival at Farnham Maltings, a favourite yarny event. On the Friday, Doug and I had tickets to a show at Ronnie Scotts in London, so we spent the day in London instead of heading to Farnham to buy yarn. We had a fantastic day, the trains were all working (shock!), we had a terrific lunch, spent hours walking and people watching, wandered around the Royal Academy of Art, and had a great time at the concert.


Unravel was open on Saturday and Sunday, too, but having taken Friday off, I opted to work all weekend. As it happened, I was very productive on the weekend and saved lots of money to boot (it is not possible to go to Unravel and not spend money).
I have just returned from a teaching trip to Helsinki. It was a quick trip, in on Thursday, teach all day Friday and out on Saturday morning. I could have carved out two hours before catching my flight to head to a yarn shop, but I woke up with a cold, and Helsinki was very cold and grey, so I opted to stay inside and work instead.

Two great opportunities for yarn buying missed! My wallet will thank me, but I do miss the camaraderie of hanging out with knitters. To make up for that, I have been participating in a KAL, which has a zoom meeting every Monday night. It is an hour to chat with a bunch of knitters while working on the Pressed Flowers Cardigan. I will not be even close to finishing this by the time the KAL closes, but I am managing to knit 2-3 rows a day, and it is turning out gorgeous:

I am kind of gob-smacked at how beautiful this pattern looks in these yarns. The Main Colour is Buachaille by Kate Davies, and the Contrast Colour is Road to China Light in Rhodolite. Together with my Piping Hot Sweater which is still waiting for sleeves, I have plenty of knitting on my plate and therefore don’t really need to be thinking of new ones. I have found, however, that whenever I have little free time available to knit, I covet new projects. My brain refuses to listen to reason. I am trying to decide whether to purchase a kit for the Polina pullover by Teti Lutsak.
I also cannot stop looking at the Karla Cape, by Anne Ventzel:

When I was a teenager, my mother knitted herself a jacket which I thought was the height of cool. Below is a photo of my mom wearing it in 2012 – 40 years after she knitted it. It is still cool! (I wrote about it in this post, twelve years ago.) Special shout-out to my mom: Sending you lots of love, Mom!

For some reason, the Karla Cape sort of reminds me of Mom’s jacket. It has a lot of differences, but it has the same kind of feel to it. It might very well end up on my needles later this year.
I don’t want to end this post without signposting this article in the Guardian, which tells of a nearly pristine 200-year old Faroese sweater which was found at the National Archives. It had been sent in a parcel on the ship, Anne-Marie, which was seized by the Royal Navy in 1807 during the second battle of Copenhagen. The package has only recently been opened and the sweater is beautifully preserved. It is simply stunning!

















































