I wasn’t very far into it when I realized it would very much be a “brainer.” There was no one difficult technique. It was just knits, purls, stripes, picking up stitches, and seaming, but they all came together in a unique way that stretched my knitting muscles. When I cast off the final pocket, I felt like I’d had a really good workout. Not the deflating, marathon kind, just the refreshing kind.
In other words, I felt like a knitter as I knit this. I only got to veg out in front of the tv for a few parts. Okay, I laughed and cried my way through the first season of Derek. (I usually hate it when I can tell a show wants me to cry, especially when it involves children, animals, or elderly people with sad, soft piano music in the background. I find I must resist or that I can’t feel anything after being so baited, but Ricky Gervais has me wrapped around his finger with this storyline. I was helpless.)
No mods here. I worked the size 36 with US 2.5 needles, knitting at a smaller gauge while expecting growth with washing. I used my big, honking skein of Dirty Water Dyeworks Clara in chartreuse with 7 skeins of Wool of the Andes Tweed in flagstone heather. The subtle color shifts in the Clara give the whole thing a one-of-a-kind look, while the WotA kept it budget friendly.
Something is up with my gauge lately, very inconsistent. Since this was worked sideways, the stitch count determined my length for the back. I want to shake my fist at stitch counts! But I guess that’s an immature thing to say…. or just weird. Anyway, my finished length was a bit shorter than the diagram but it did block out like my swatch to be an inch longer than called for. That was what I wanted. It just makes me nervous to knit something that doesn’t quite fit comfortably before blocking.
As it blocked on the table, I paced like an expectant father in front of the maternity ward. I even used sad little straight pins poked through a few layers of Mo towels as a blocking mat. Mo towels are the old, frayed towels we would use to bathe our big lab, clean spills, or wash the car. Mo’s gone now, but we still have a basket of these towels commemorating his bathing ritual and other unsavory tasks. Why I’m including this, I don’t know.
Oh yeah, the point: it worked! I love the fit of my Eastwood. Now, I’m gonna wear it on a hot date with a grocery cart. This was my first finished knit for the Holla Knits Knitalong.