My mother was a big crafter. I cannot remember a moment when we were not creating something in the kitchen, in the sewing room or on the needles. I have continued that tradition with my own son. He ...
My mother was a big crafter. I cannot remember a moment when we were not creating something in the kitchen, in the sewing room or on the needles. I have continued that tradition with my own son. He thinks it is quite grand to do a "project' with mommy! And I think it is quite grand to have someone to do a "project" with.
Spring is a miracle. Just when you can no longer stand the bitter cold, the dark gray skies, the piles of snow blocking the paths and preventing afternoon walks, something happens. Slowly the days begin to lengthen, the sun appears a little sooner each morning and stays a little later each evening. The buds on the bushes and trees begin to swell; the sap begins to flow again, bits of green break forth from the dismal mud. And then, without fanfare, a whole symphony of color and smells sprout up from the dull earth and the sky is filled with delicate green leaves. Spring appears with no human effort or coaxing, leaving us mortals in awe of the miracle that has just happened.
The garter stitch beginning of this shawl is meant to symbolize the plain earth as it lies still, waiting for the sun to do its magic and bring forth the little flowers of spring. The floral lace that flowers out of the garter stitch is meant to mimic the way the flowers of spring pop up and stand out in contrast to the earth that seemed so fruitless only a month or two before. Lastly the floral lace flowers into an edging that looks like leaves and is meant to evoke the canopy of leaves that eventually covers the sky in late spring, tiny at first but then larger and greener than ever before.
6 sts/7 rows on US #6 needle, stockinette stitch unblocked