The baby beat the blanket, yet again. Ben's sister gave birth to a five pound, six ounce as-yet-unnamed baby girl the other day, right on schedule (for their family, that wee size is perfectly normal). The little one's blanket, however, is still gestating. I just joined the third (of five) ball of yarn.
Let's sweep in for closer look, here at about the mid-way point.
This is the smooth side ~ which I insist on considering "the front." How's that lump doing?
Yeah, it's still lumpy. But do you think I care? Well, a little, but not enough to do anything crazy.
What does "the back" look like?
Bump-a-licious! I wish I'd used the prettier "knit" ridge for this, but what will be will be. How bumpy are those bumps?
The more I knit, the smoother my knobs seem to be (although I don't often admit that in mixed company.)
What keeps me going, though, are those colors in the Katia Jamica cotton. I want to lap them up like puddles of ice cream. It's no longer my cry of "one more row" that delays our bedtime. This days I insist, "one more color" as the clock ticks toward the wee hours and my weary eyes slide shut.
Just one more color, please.