Choosing the colours is important and for me when I chose my five colours I wanted something that would always mean something so the green and gold of the gorse, the purple of hte heather, the grey of the big stones and the blue of the sky in the woods were the colours for my kep. This past weekend I have finished it and made the tassel for the end. As I said before the yarn is from www.shetlandwoolbrokers.co.uk but maybe, just maybe, I might end up making one with my own home spun wool. If anyone saw the BBC documentary about Fair Isle the keps and the tradition of knitting was mentioned extensively and after watching it I joined a Facebook group specifially for the making of the keps and got my pattern through the Shetland Museum. It is an item and a style of knitting with history. In a way I am doing this backwards as years ago on the island little girls would learn how to knit when their mothers and grandmothers would tell them how many stitches to cast on and they would knit little egg cosies and memorise the patterns which they would knit into keps, mittens and jumpers as they grew more accomplished. Today I will be casting on for some egg cosies with my leftover wool.
JR has found all of this knitting to be great for him as he likes to curl up under a blanket next to me but the spinning he is less fond of as I am two whole feet away from him when I sit in my chair and get my wheel going; how does he cope? As I sit at the big table in the kitchen writing this he has been alternating between sitting on my feet and on my lap.
In case it sounds as though I have been sat inside I should probably add that Friday saw me and my lovely OH trundling off to the woods with our chainsaws and a decent amount of tree has been cut into rounds while the branches have become the start of a screen to reduce the visibility of the hive from passers by. Well it is about time I started on those egg cosies...
Hugs from Haggis Land,
Jx
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