I decided last week to start the Slinky Bark Skin Tunic (or whatever it is called) from Loop-D-Loop, and it is working up wonderfully fast.
I am making mine in Nature Wool (eggplant). This is the same yarn I used for a friend's scarf I made a number of years ago. Then I enjoyed the wool, but was a little annoyed. I had decided to make the Irish Hiking Scarf, because I enjoyed my little one I made for myself. I had started the scarf with the recommended needles, a big mistake for me. My cables were so loosy goosy that I felt like the fabric was horrible, but I was too stubborn to just rip it out and start it on smaller needles. The fabric I'm producing now with the size 6 needles is what I wished I was producing then. Of course, with the scarf I compounded my foray into stupid by felting the entire thing. It was still gifted and it is still used. Less of a testimonial to how hard I am on myself and more a testimonial to how much a wool scarf is appreciated in the middle of winter, especially when it is not in the winter monochrome palate.
I'm still working on the lacy dress (slowly, like 2 rows a week slowly), but I think that once the huge thrust is done with this top I'll be able to get into more of a groove with the dress. I am probably deluding myself.
Yesterday when I was going through the hall closet looking for my spindle, I found three other sweaters in progress. One is a baby sweater for a child who is now, umm, almost 18 months old. The others are the Everything But the Kitchen Sink, which is waiting for me to finish weaving in ends and finish the sleeves (or attaching the sleeves, I am pretty far along) and the sexy ribbed top from the first Stitch and Bitch book. Maybe I can make this the year of the sweater after all, given how many I already have on the needles.
