Despite the increasing warmth of the weather, I have been knitting a hat. A woolly hat. I have good reasons for this, I promise! Mainly that I needed a small and quick project that was not socks. My sock to foot ratio has reached the realms of the ridiculous and so I am trying to knit other things. Granted I will have no immediate need for a woolly hat, but it is unlikely to go off, and should still be usable by winter.
This particular hat is one that I knitted a while ago in its infant version, and I loved it so much that I have wanted to knit one for myself ever since. The hat is called "Gather" and it is a Tin Can Knits pattern. It has a kind of faux-cable honeycomb thing going on, and is incredibly cute.
So far, so good. I hunted down some yarn - some 100% merino yarn from Katia in lilac that I had left over from a jumper I knitted a few years ago. I cast on, and promptly fell at the first hurdle. There was a needle size change that I completely missed. Never mind, I thought, it is a stretchy yarn, it will be fine.
Remember those words. "It will be fine".
On I knitted.
Last evening, I reached the crown decreases and was feeling very pleased with my speedy knitting skills. Then, that moment. The one with the sinking heart; rising frustration; and sense of desperation. That moment where you realise that it will not be fine. That moment where you have to choose. You can fling the project across the room to find six months later in a dusty heap under the sofa; you can be a mature grown up about it; or you can laugh. This time I chose to laugh. Then I decided to be a mature grown up and frogged it then and there.
You see, I did not have a cute honeycomb hat at all. I had a weird columned hat. I had completely ignored the directions for one of the rows and simply replicated one of the previous rows. It was spectacularly done, in its way.
However! Onwards and upwards I knit, hoping eventually to have a hat that is cute, honeycomb-y, and ready before winter comes...
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