Thursday, January 20, 2011

Who turned the heater back up?

Just when I was happily regaling complete strangers with my joy at such bountiful knitting weather (wet and cold) summer appears. Tomorrow in Melbourne will be 32 degrees. Now, if it was 32 degrees Fahrenheit I would be somewhat surprised, yet still overjoyed. 32 degrees Celsius, however, fills me with dread.

You can't knit in such weather. Heck, I can barely stand up, and as for trying to amuse a 15 month old without allowing him outside - pfffffft. Good luck there, lady!
























So I'm doing the only thing I can stand under such challenges, and that's finishing up a garment. It's a cream cabled jumper that I knitted for Marcus that was the exact tension, exact size, perfectly matching the pattern for a 12 month old baby.

Then I put it in the water and it expanded expeditiously. Oh, knitting, thou art a heartless wench!

2 comments:

sapphireblue said...

Oh the agony. The guage gods are not kind.

Gidgetknits said...

Guage plays way too many tricks! I'm with you on the weather. Horrid. My black pup looks miserable every time he pops outside. Soft white cables, though... beautiful.