She’s lean, she’s mean, she’s the dishcloth queen…
OK, not really (at least the “mean” part). This is Katie, my young apprentice. I am instructing her in the ways of the fleece. She’s a quick study, and after an initial garter stitch project that turned into a scarf for her Mom…
…and a quick tutorial in purling and slipping stitches, she did whip out that dishcloth up there. If she starts now, and makes one dishcloth a month, she’d have 120ish by the time she was 18. That’s my idea of making good use of youth.
For her next trick, Katie decided that her oldest brother needed a new scarf. She spurned my stash and chose to purchase the yarn from her own allowance savings (bwess her wittle heawt), and found a soft acrylic with blues that Jonathan likes. I know, I know, acrylic…but we’ll get to that lesson later. I couldn’t squash the generous girl in her moment of generousness, could I?
Here is her progress to date:
She’s working a k2p2 rib and doing a marvelous job. I’m not sure it will be done before the cold weather hits, but I’m learning not to underestimate the girl.
Notice, please, that although I have not converted her to complete yarn snobbery, she has accepted and embraced the superiority of wooden needles.
That’s my girl.