GET FELTED: Day 37
GET FELTED: pet-chloe-dallas
Originally uploaded by sockhoppers.
***GUEST PET: That's Dallas's beautiful girl Chloe who is feeling a bit under the weather. Feel better, Chloe! (Walter, Groucho, and Squirt send their very best . . . )***
My idea of knitting hell: washcloths.
Don't get me started. I bought up a ton of Crystal Palace Cotton Chenille (lovely yarn) with the idea that I'd knit a ton of garterlac washcloths, drape them artistically around these wonderful bars of fancy-schmancy soap I found one day, then present them in handknitted-then-felted bowls.
The first washcloth, the test washcloth as it were, is a total bust. Even I can't bring myself to use it. Big. Floppy. Stupid looking. I folded it in half, crocheted it shut, washed it in hot water, dried it in the machine. It still looked big, floppy, and stupid. And it popped threads all over the place. Not a happy experience. (I swear it took me longer to knit that monstrosity than it takes to knit a sock.)
The second washcloth is an improvement. Seed stitch. A little less big, floppy, and stupid. Actually kind of giftable. But it took so loooong to knit. I'd sit there and knit and knit and knit and there'd be no measurable progress. I felt like Penelope waiting for Odysseus to come home . . . except without the reunion sex. (And the Big Talk about those damn Sirens.)
Do you knit washcloths? Are they a life's commitment or can you whip 'em out? If I want to give washcloths next year, I'd better start now.