Man............... rudely snatched from a victorious bit of blogging and knitting came the back. I was so hopeful that my back was just a little thing, a tiny thing really. In the way of all good jokes it has not been. The Cliff N*otes version is that I have been down for the count since Christmas Eve. Up and around for small things but I can't find a comfortable place to sit and my favorite spot to knit (my beloved chaise) has proven to be killer for a lower back on the fritz. I am, for the moment, broken!
I have done a bit of reading when forced to be flat on my back.......... and the knitting has made some progress, though certainly not what I was hoping to show with a long weekend off. Still, I consider every row a victory.
The pattern of seed stitch and cables with that lovely diamond thrown in has been pure pleasure and such fun to watch it grow. I've advanced (big whoop) all the way through the first repeat of the diamond.
I've decided it is homage to my mother who passed away 10 years ago now. I recall what she called her "fisherman sweater" and it looked so like the one I'm creating. Hers was knit in "Sayelle", I don't know if they still make the stuff. But it was natural in color and slam-jammed with cables and seeds and bobbles and what-not. The buttons were medium sized and of a dark wood. She wore that sweater for ages and as a matter of fact when I think of her knitted things I inevitably think of this creation first and foremost. As I knit my version I can't help but remember her and smile.
Here's to you Betty my dear, I miss you dearly!
Now if I could just get around better...........................................