The new Clapotis

It's done!

I'm amazed I've finished something else. Maybe I'm getting some knitting mojo back. Here, modelled by my lovely lamp, is the new Clapotis.

Trekking Clapotis

The stats:
Pattern: Clapotis by Kate Gilbert
Yarn: Trekking XXL, color 105
Needles: #4
Modifications: Less width, more length, a looser gauge for a scarf/wrap that's more suited to the spring and fall (and probably the not-so-intense winter) here!

I love this, I love the way the colors gently blend and don't repeat. It blocked up nicely and I think I'm going to be much happier with this one than my old one. Not that I really enjoy retiring old knits, but there is always room for new ones.

Trekking Clapotis

Especially when they're as delightful as this.

What's next? I'm still telling myself I need to finish the bedjacket, but I've also got another top-secret sample knitting gig coming down the pipe, so you may not see much knitting from me for a while. All in all I'm already doing better on my summer goals than I did on my spring ones, so that is a bonus.

Comments

Sarah said…
I really like that! I feel like clapotis(es) can get sort of bulky and huge, so I liked how you used the sock yarn - I'm going to have to try that. It's weird how knitting comes and goes, isn't it? I didn't knit anything for months, and then I busted out a hat in one day.
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none said…
I can't wait to bust out my Clapotis. I think I have the perfect yarn for it. It's called "Summer Ice" and it even feels cool to the touch. Maybe I'll get to start it soon if I can ever get finished with all the baby blankets I've been doing. I'm actually working on a knitted baby afghan and it should be done today. I usually crochet all my blankets since it's quicker.
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