64 sts @ cast on @ 4.5st/inch for 30 finish (26 n2n + 4” border)
I apparently included a link to a space picture (I have a space picture addiction) when I queued this project. I don’t recall doing such a thing and I’m sure it had something to do with a title for this guy, which I also do not remember. In any case, I’m glad and I’m sharing it with you. :) I hope my sweater is as pretty.
I’m starting this as a reward for grading on a Friday night. And because this is one of very many projects I need to finish this month. I don’t anticipate that it will take long (famous last words!).
The colors are pooling so beautifully! I expected not very exciting stripes, but…the pooling!!! I’m naming it after a lyric in Patrick Wolf’s “The Stars” because of the picture and the lyric, which reminds me of a very fond memory I have of stargazing with my mother at Craters of the Moon. I have a poem about it. I’ll see if I can’t dig it out….
Craters of the Moon
Scores swarm to the parking lot planetarium
pitched in a lunar landscape
cloaked in autumn’s evening
against the touch of nuclear-born light.
Bob, a slump around Dad’s lifted head,
eyes closed to the flesh stylus
that traces Draco’s curves
between glinting Ursae.
A pause at the kite head,
the technicalities of telescopic
contraptions lure Dad away.
Mom and I scan the code
of an astral author
with unpracticed eyes. A light
like a pink carnation blooms
in the sweep of the Milky Way and melts.
The pedals fade like color
at sunset. Our breath sticks, waiting
for the cosmic boom
that fails to resound. Our wide eyes
snag on one another, our ears
gathering the changeless hum
of cosmic chatter. A temporary city of telescopes,
a coven of star-wise minds,
yet none has seen the cosmic detonation
but amateurs, empty of terminology
for the extraterrestrial plume over the Devil’s Orchard.
The yarn stopped pooling after I split at the armholes. :( It’s still super soft and amazing. :)
I could have done this in a week if grading hadn’t gotten in my way. But now it’s done and I LOVE IT!!!