Got all night? Lookee what I found:

http://www.antiquepatternlibrary.org/completelist.htm

(And yes, the puns have been flying…)

I don’t remember if I mentioned that I’ve been thinking about dyeing. I’ve been a little reluctant to start, because I have a lot of yarn in backstock already, and I don’t want to give myself one more way to add to the stash faster than I can knit out of it. And yet, it’s been kicking around in the back of my mind for quite some time. I work with dyes all the time at work (my lab grows dyed crystals, so I get to work and play with dyes at the same time), though crystals aren’t nearly as fun as yarn.

I mentioned to Branden that I was thinking about dyeing a few months ago. He’d bought me a book on dyeing for Christmas, and I mentioned it again in early March. Next thing I knew, he’d gone out and gotten me a sock dyeing kit from Louet. It’s very dangerous (and very nice) having my own live-in enabler.

I had a couple of things I wanted to finish up before I let myself play with my dye kit, so I resisted the urge to do it right away. And then we moved. I may have mentioned that we have a basement. I may also have mentioned that I’m thinking that our basement would make a great dye studio. I really don’t need a dye studio. But if I did, our basement would be rather ideal.

Of course, one can’t talk about dye studios when one has never actually dyed anything besides crystals in beakers. So last Saturday we broke out the Saran wrap and dyed.

Bare yarn got stripes of one color

Then another

After adding a background color, it was microwaved to within an inch of its life. The directions said to do this. It feels wrong to me to microwave my yarn. I think I will boil/steam in future. I don’t know why that’s any better, but somehow it is. Anyway, this yarn was microwaved until the plastic bags fused together.

I was interested to see how well the wool absorbed all of the dye from the water (I almost said solution…I am such a chemist). I was expecting there to be dye left in the water that squeezed out, but there wasn’t any. There also wasn’t any dye leakage when the skeins were washed. So, at least the microwave did its job well.

The skeins were dried overnight, washed, and dried again. Aren’t the blues pretty?

Branden suggested on Sunday that he could do a guest post and say that “Erica dyed yesterday,” but I was afraid that might be worrisome as it would have been the first post since the long absence of blogging. But yes, I am indeed dyeing. Now I just need to get knitting…

Just after the holidays, I sat down and thought about all the projects that I’d like to make this year. Not a “to do” list, but rather a “things to think about” list. One of these things is a stole. Well, two of them are stoles, actually. One for an aunt, and one for a friend. I have the yarn and pattern for the friend. She’s a beekeeper, and therefore it clearly must be Anne’s honeybee stole. It took a while to find the perfect yarn, but I did. I’ve been really looking forward to starting the pattern, but I wanted to get Branden’s sweater underway before getting waylaid by lace.

Branden’s sweater is now progressing quite nicely (post soon, I promise). Which means that it’s time to get waylaid. But it’s April already. What, you ask, does this have to do with anything? Well, I am supposed to be going to a conference in June in TN, and the aunt destined to receive a stole lives in TN quite close to the conference location. This means that I should probably knit her stole first so that I can have the satisfaction of presenting it in person rather than mailing it. (I won’t be seeing Biz until next Christmas, so I have lots of time to finish hers.)

The problem? I’ve been looking since January, and I just haven’t found the perfect thing yet. I will know it when I see it, but it has not yet appeared. I have looked at many, many stole patterns. I have made several trips to yarn shops, and websites. Nothing spoke to me.

About a month ago, Kris updated her shop. Included in the update were some really beautiful colors of Dream in Color Baby. I’ve never used the yarn before, but I’ve heard good things. I really liked a couple of the colors, but I wasn’t sure if they were the right colors. Choosing a color is always tricky when knitting for someone else; it should be their color, and not yours that you choose. For some people, this is easy. For others, not so much. My aunt is apparently one of the not so much variety.

The DIC baby stuck in my mind. In particular, the gothic rose color. I absolutely love it. I think it is my aunt’s color. So, last week I ordered some.

It arrived yesterday. It’s just as gorgeous in person as it was online. Maybe better. It came with a little hand-written note, some tea, and a yarn sample, all tied up in curling ribbon. I would have put the ribbon in the picture, except that it instantly became the cat’s new favorite toy and is now in less than perfect shape. A+ for repurposing, anyway.

I’m sorry the photos are dark. It appears to be the best that I can do on a drizzly weekday evening, and I didn’t want to wait until the weekend.

You can tell how much I like the color based on how well it matches the brand new carpet we bought when we moved. Actually, that’s the part it matches the least. The other colors of the carpet were too similar to make a good background.

So, now I have the yarn. I even have a project in mind, and a recipient. And I have no idea what pattern to use. I have searched the web. I have browsed Ravelry. I have poked around in knitting blogs. I have flipped through the Walker books. And still no perfect pattern.

One thing that all this searching has done is highlight for me just how unique Anne’s patterns are. Most stoles seem to be designed along the lines of “start with a pretty lace, go until you think it’s long enough, and then add a border.” Sometimes, they go so far as to be “samplers” of patterns, separated by a row of plain stitching like blocks in a quilt. After Irtfa’a, I am afraid that I can’t be content with that. Lace needs to have a theme, a selection of patterns that grow into one another and support one another. It needs to be a work of art, not simply a piece of lace. And yet none of Anne’s patterns are telling me that this is their project. I also love Susan’s designs, and really want to knit her Arabian Nights stole. I most likely will, if I ever manage to make progress on my current list of Things to Knit First. But it’s not perfect for this project. For me, yes. For my aunt, no.

And so here I am, yarn in basket, waiting for inspiration to strike. I know there’s a perfect pattern out there. I’ve thought about designing one, but I really don’t know what it is that I want, and I’m a little short on time for a full design development, I think. (I know, the real designers out there could finish in much less time, but this is only my second major piece of lace, and even I have to acknowledge limits sometimes…)

Sometimes you know exactly what you want and have to hunt for the resources to make it become real. Sometimes all of the resources are in your hands begging to be made whole, and you can’t quite catch the wind that will make them soar. And so I sit, waiting for the knitting muse to alight, wondering what it is that this yarn truly wants to become.

Sorry it’s been forever. Well, I’m kinda sorry. I needed some quiet, introvert time after last quarter’s craziness, and I’m afraid that avoiding people and all unneccessary commitments includes avoiding the blog. I didn’t really mean to take a blog vacation, but I gave myself a “week off” when we moved, and was then surprised to encounter a fair bit of internal resistance to starting up again. It’s not that I didn’t want to talk to you…just that I wasn’t really ready to. So, I didn’t. This is very unlike me, but I did it anyway. And I must say it was nice to just take a break for a while. Lately, though, blog posts and titles have begun running through my head again, and I’ve been thinking that I should actually start posting again.

Last night, Branden tipped the guilt scale. He checks my blog stats every once in a while and reports to me on my current visitation status. Last night, I made a comment about needing to actually blog sometime soon, he said I’ve still been getting almost 5 hits a day! I haven’t posted in weeks, and you’re still coming! Well, I guess that means I had better get myself in order and post, no?

So, here I am. If you have come and were disappointed, I’m sorry, but the quality of my posts wouldn’t have been that great, as my attention wasn’t on blogging (or even knitting, really). We are all moved in, the cats have decided that all of the old rules (like stay off the table and no, you can’t sleep in my yarn basket) no longer apply, and the house is beginning to get the piles of things in corners that means it’s lived in. We’ve done quite well keeping it clean and open, but the edges are softening a bit, and it’s no longer strictly a “new” apartment. I really like the pristine clean of a “new” apartment (I am a recovering neat freak…just ask my husband), but it’s also nice to have it feel like home. It’s especially nice not to feel like there’s someone in the basement every time the furnace starts up in the middle of the night (it has a great sound for mimicking the opening and closing of doors, I must say). The garden is planted, which I’m sure you’ll hear more about soon, and I almost know where everything is in the kitchen now! And yes, gardens and kitchens are generally the most reliable indicators of how things are in my house. The rest of the house can fall to pieces if it must, but having the garden and the kitchen in order is essential.

I have lots of knitting-related things to tell you, too, but I think I’m going to try to spread those out a bit, as I haven’t had a whole lot of knitting time lately and I don’t want to run out of material too soon after starting. So, for tonight, I am officially back, will try not to disappear again, and sincerely appreciate the fact that you all showed up, even while I was off being an introverted recluse. =)

See you soon!