#knitting things

[sparkmender]

A day late but I finally cast off the Hornet poncho ; v ;

Blocking and finishing will probably be a next weekend endeavor, huzzah

[the-average-procrastinator]

Knitting horror story: you see the end of your skein from the corner of your eye and you have three rows left for your project

[ladylilithprime]

saw this on facebook and immediately thought of you

IT TOOK WEEKS to find the right kind of yarn-- weeks that they technically didn't have, but Sam refused to rush through and risk choosing something that would cause sensory issues to a newborn nephilum. Castiel had been only marginally helpful in that because his time spent human had been filled with so much discomfort from so many sources that the angel had difficulty pinning down texture preference from before he regained his Grace. In that respect, Sam opted to go with his feedback on preferring soft and silky, and hunted down non-wool, hypoallergenic fibers.

He kept the project secret from Dean, at least in part. It wasn't that he thought his brother would mock him, exactly - Dean had long been aware of Sam's knitting hobby, even if it had fallen by the wayside more and more as they damn near drowned under the onslaught of one disaster after another - but Dean had a mad-on where Lucifer was concerned that Sam couldn't pretend not to understand, even if he didn't share the sentiment of extending that kneejerk distrust and violent impulse towards an as-yet unborn baby. Thankfully, the individual shapes of the main pieces were lumpy and indistinct enough that so long as Sam kept the finished pieces hidden in his bag and crumpled the ones he was working on, Dean couldn't tell the difference between the tiny seed stitch sweater and the newest round of "stresscraft".

Then Jack was being born, and the barriers between worlds were breaking, and Castiel was dead, and Lucifer had taken Mary captive and dragged her through one of those damned rifts, and Dean was firing his gun at a newborn nephilum who was much bigger than a normal infant, and Sam barely had time to breathe, much less think of the little sweater until he was sorting through his duffel after a hunt and found his knitting bag.

In retrospect, Sam almost wished that he had chosen to make something simpler, like a blanket. If Jack had stayed the size of a human five-day-old, having the tiny sweater would have made more practical sense. Sam stared down at the collection of soft seedstitch panels, running his fingers across the smooth, soft bumps over and over, until he closed his eyes and sighed. He had given Jack the thumb drive with Kelly's video message, hoping to provide some tenuous link for the boy to the mother who had given her life to bring him into the world, but maybe... maybe Jack could use something more tangible as a touchstone to prove he had been expected and, if not strictly wanted, at least welcomed by someone.

It took him two days to finish, stitching the front, back, and sleeves together before picking up stitches around the neck and hem to knit a two by two rib to pull it together. The embroidery on the back was unplanned, and he had to unravel an old black sock for thread, but he managed a decent if somewhat uneven attempt at four vaguely handwriting-like letters across the back. It was another day before he was able to find Jack, tucked up in his room and hiding what looked like a torn white shirt in the trash, and give him the newspaper-wrapped bundle.

"What's this?" Jack asked as he took the package and studied it, all innocent curiosity and that achingly familiar head tilt that he had somehow managed to inherit from Castiel even with the seraph dead. Sam swallowed against the lump and nodded at the gift.

"It's, uh... it's something I started working on... a few months before you were born," he said, fumbling a bit with the words. "For you, I mean. It... I didn't quite get to finish it in time and you, uh, kind of outgrew it in, like, an hour, but...." He trailed off and shrugged uncomfortably. "I made it for you. I figured you should have it."

"Thank you," Jack said, showing manners Sam had no idea who could have taught him. He hesitated, looking up at Sam as if for permission, and then carefully tore open the paper when Sam nodded encouragingly. A tiny gasp and a look of wonder crossed Jack's face as his fingers brushed the softness before it was fully unwrapped and revealed. He held it carefully, fingers stroking slowly over the textured knit. "This is much softer than the clothes I was given at the police station."

"That was about the only suggestion Castiel could give me when I asked," Sam admitted, and saw the understanding light in Jack's eyes. "He was so ready to welcome you into the world... I just wanted to do something to support him."

"You miss him," Jack said, bowing his head a little when Sam nodded reluctantly. "Me too." He hesitated, still looking down at the sweater, then asked, "Do... you wish that he was here, instead of me?"

"No," Sam answered quickly and firmly, not even needing to think about it. "Never. Do I wish he was still here? Of course. But not at the expense of you. Okay? That's not a trade I'd ever make."

Jack nodded slowly. Swallowed. Sam watched him lift the little sweater to his face and nuzzle into it a little, and wondered what all the nephilum was picking up from the tiny garment, made by a hunter's hands for a half-Archangel baby who outgrew it the same day he was born.

"Thank you, Sam," Jack said again, softly, and Sam knew he didn't just mean for the sweater.

"You're welcome, Jack," he answered, just as softly, and hoped Jack knew he didn't just mean for the sweater, either.

[imtheiliad]

I saw that you're knitting a Taylor cardigan, and I keep trying to build up the courage to start on the lion Brand pattern 🙃 do you feel it is an accurate version to the ones sold on the store?

as far as i know it is! i have never been able to look at one from the store up close in person to confirm, its really hard to count rows from pictures and stuff. until i can confirm myself, i trust the pattern author had good reference material.

i believe in you! it was my first sweater i ever fully finished and one of the few cable heavy projects i have ever done! the cables look far more complicated than they are both on paper and finished project imo and if you ever need encouragement or help you can definitely come to me!

[femchef]

Purchased the materials for this cardigan 4 years ago

Started this cardigan 2 years ago when Zipper passed away (grief distraction project)

Stuck it in the back of the sofa for roughly 7 months where it acquired Sofa Odor (I’ll wash it when it’s done)

Collected all the scattered materials after moving and pulled it out last summer (1 yr ago) to work on

Pulled it out again 4 days ago to hopefully finish

Fingers crossed imma finish this bitch the next week or so I have been wanting to wear it for literal years at this point.

[scribbledwriting]

Doctor’s assistant sees my knitting bag: oh, I love knitting! Isn’t it just so relaxing? ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

Me: Yeah, so relaxing ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

Me when I knit:

[wanderingxrivers]

Officially ready to change colors. One middle section of black seed stitch coming right up. I have also volunteered myself to crochet one of those egg aprons. *facepalm* At least they're buying supplies and are paying me. Just need to get purple yarn for the last section of this shawl, another skein of the peacock to finish my scarf, and the turmeric for the 4th Doctor Scarf. Good thing fall is coming upon us so I may knit and crochet all the things.