Wednesday night I really did all the last knitting on Charley’s sweater. Thursday morning I sewed down about a third of the collar, enough that I could try it on and get Arlene to take a picture of me wearing it:
I went over to Black Sheep on my lunch hour and said, “I wanted to show you what happened to some lopi you guys sold me.”
There is a little puckering in the fair isle part of the top. I thought I was being careful not to hold the thread too tight, and it’s better than on the lower part of the body, but there’s still room for improvement. The woman in the store said, “Just steam it, or take it to the cleaners across the street and have them block it for you.” But I don’t think Charley will mind, or even notice, anyway.
Charley was over for supper tonight, along with David and Rachel and their toddler Jared, and Millie and Joel who are visiting from New Jersey. Here he is, ready to take his new sweater home, just in time for the cold weather. Well, that’s how I planned it.
