As that hot mess, the Infernal Sheepghan, lumbers off the hook to its messy and unsatisfactory end, I am reminded of a few things. Like, say, a mangy border collie. Or a balding shag rug. Gollum’s hairdo? The point I am trying to make is this: heaven help me, there are a lot of ends. I couldn’t quite capture the full horror of them with my camera:
In fact, I was unable to get a photo without a baby in it. Quit smiling, Charlie, Mommy’s trying to be grumpy. Just to see if I was being unreasonable, I counted: there are almost 40 ends on one side, and there appears to be a similar amount on the other side as well. Erk.
Charlie tried it out, and it passed the peek-a-boo test. I suppose it will do. I just want to say again, for the record, that I am never, ever, doing one of these again. Never.
While I was getting ready to tear my hair out over the slow and torturous progress I was making on the Sheepghan, I started a new project that gave relief through its simplicity: Greg’s scarf.
For those of you that don’t recall, I’m using Plymouth Indiecita’s Alpaca Boucle that I bought at Yarnivore – Greg picked it out himself. I checked out the yarn on Ravelry, and one of the few people that had used it for a project had made a garter stitch scarf out of it. While the boucle obscures a great deal of the stitch definition, you can still see a bit – like drawing lines in dry sand. Garter stitch, therefore, made fuzzy ridges. I really didn’t like the look of it, so I decided to use stockinette. In an attempt to keep it from rolling up I’ve edged it in garter stitch, but for the most part it is plain, simple, stockinette. Greg loves it.