I often knit on the subway train, on the platform while waiting for said train, and occasionally while walking to/from the train. The blanket coat has taken this to an entirely new plane. I cabled on the train today, which I thought was rather daring, but the madness continued. I cabled on the platform. I cabled on the escalator. I cabled while walking across Grand Central station. I diverted every second of my commute to this project and I just had to finish the cable row. Surely I could have finished it up quickly behind my closed office door, but immediate gratification is more my style.
I'm about 12 inches along and already fear that the project is becoming too cumbersome for my commute. While I have clearly tackled any qualms about cabling-in-motion, the weight of the project, the restricted movement while bundled for sub-zero temperatures, and my frequent travel on the dreaded F train have led me to believe that this project is about to be relegated to home-only work. It's a shame, because it's going to to take a decade to complete.
Meanwhile, back on the ranch... I'm cooking up my very own cowl pattern. I'm inspired by an impulse buy - beautiful Manos de Uruguay in browns and purples, chosen specifically to match my snowboarding gear. I wanted a cowl that could withstand the cold and snow spray, be sufficiently tight not to fall down, semi-adjustable and, of course, totally rad.
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