There are heaps of delicious goodies in the new Knitty, Winter 2009, and I am seriously considering throwing Christmas knitting to the wind and casting on several. Our boiler (not just our radiator) completely clapped out Friday, so we have been living with sporadic use of energy-sucking electric heaters and very minimal immersion water heater ever since. Why our boiler couldn't choose to clap out in October or February when plumbers aren't at their busiest, I DON'T KNOW.
Anyway, I have never been so grateful for hand-knit everything and so, as you may well imagine, the new Knitty has been filling my head with all kinds of gently steaming sugarplum dreams. With warm-fingered steaming sugarplum dreams from the Ailbe mitts, in particular!
Though I have no intention of knitting it, the construction and general aesthetic of Four Corners intrigues and delights me. It's a bit too hypnotic for my tastes, though, and I fear if I were to knit and wear it I would be easily swayed to do virtually anyone's bidding. The Mr Darcy sweater, on the other hand, is beautiful. With it's unobtrusive texture and loose, yet structured neckline, it's a perfect men's jumper and Matthew has made just enough encouraging noises for me to start hunting through my stash to see what might be suitable. I'm also quite taken with Quadrat. If I could find a suitable belt, it would cinch my decision (get it? Cinch? Hahahaha, oooh, I'm witty).
There are several shawls in this Knitty that just set my lace brain buzzing. Perhaps because it's the festive season or perhaps just because I fantasise about food the way some people fantasise about Edward (though in a less swoony, vampiric, illicit love kind of way -- I hope that's obvious...), the idea of Bitterroot and Citron completely captivates me. I could easily cast either on today, yarns deliberated and everything.
Of course, the cowls in this issue need a mention, particularly when I could soon be going Incognito -- though I don't think I'm going to make one for myself (I prefer the subtlety and unexpected nuance of my mustache liner), my brother-in-law's Secret Santa gift might be solved! And in quite an opposite vein, the rich delicacy and elegance of Burning Embers is so sublime that I might have to pull a Yuvee and do nothing else for a day to get one round my neck. It's shaping (and fantastic use of buttons) makes it a perfect covering for these frosty mornings.