Intarsia knitting, while certainly beautiful, is challenging enough that I usually avoid at all costs. It's the bobbins of yarn and the twisting that make me nuts--not to mention the weaving of all of those ends--and every single time I finish a row, I have to straighten out the twisted strands. For someone who likes to pound out the knitting, slowing down to put yarn aright is frustrating.
|If you're trying to keep track...that's four live "bobbins" of yarn and one live ball of yarn. Each of those strands, and one you can't see in the picture, get used on every single row. Oy.|
But...oh, the beauty of such a piece cannot be underestimated.
Progress is extremely slow because while I can knit in the dark, I can't do intarsia in the dark and last night we abruptly lost power when an electrical substation two miles away caught fire. It plunged us into immediate darkness (not to mention sweltering heat) and brought an abrupt end to the activities of the evening--right at a crucial part of Breaking Bad Season 2, episode 8, and smack in the middle of the porcupine's body.
Today will be a better day in terms of the weather. Yesterday's high was 102 degrees with a heat index of, oh, 112 degrees (what the air really felt like). Sometime during the night, the power returned and the high is forecast for only 88 degrees. I'm afraid to say the words aloud, so don't tell anyone, but it is raining. Finally. We've gone 2 weeks without a drop and today we're getting some. There will be porch knitting today.
If I weren't working later on, I'd call the day near perfect.