Labour of love

A few weeks ago, Deri left for the other side of the world. I wanted to make something while he was gone, to knit him a little closer and to wrap him warm in when he gets back. He took his last scarf to New Zealand with him; I wanted a comfort blanket on the needles, and to knit him something he could wear to work next year.

I loved Henry as soon as I saw it. In a different life I'd have a loom as well as a basket of knitting needles, so the idea of knitting to look like weaving really appeals to me. I also thought a pattern written for 'those who may not necessarily choose to sport a hand knitted item' might be smart enough for a junior doctor to wear to his first job.

The colour and tweediness of this Inca Cloud are just what I wanted, and with the silky squashiness make the yarn a dream to knit with. They make counting the stitches in the swatches a little more earthbound...


... and that's before I've even begun. Typically, I only read the pattern after I'd bought the yarn and started swatching. Turns out that to make the scarf the desired length (2.2. m), I am going to be knitting 652 stitches in each row.

Good thing I didn't plan on making this for anyone else.