Hubris is just another word for........well, stupidity. Or at the very least, stubbornness. Case in point, my Citron. Despite having started over at least twice (maybe thrice, but who's counting?), I was knitting along, thinking to myself, "Lifeline? I don't need no stinkin' lifeline." Hubris.
Luckily, Rudee called me on it, and Stephanie agreed with her, so this morning, before knitting another stitch (well actually I knit another row or two before feeling too guilty to go on) I inserted my first lifeline. Don't believe me? Here's a closer look. Of course, I probably should have used another color of thread, but white and green were all I had. Now I can knit without guilt.And speaking of Rudee, after rummaging through my yarn baskets yesterday in an attempt to neaten things up, I decided to wind the skein of handspun she gave me. It is so soft and pretty that I've been hesitant to use it on anything less than a gorgeous pattern. So it sat there. I decided I really wanted to start knitting with it so I started a scarf. First I looked through some patterns for a special scarf. Then I decided seed stitch, but it felt too stiff, so I fell back on my k1, p1, Noro-type scarf. It looks pretty, feels soft, shows the colors, but somehow I don't feel that it's a worthy enough pattern for the special-ness of the yarn.
Any suggestions? And why are scarves considered less worthy? What's your opinion?