I forced myself not to touch this in lieu of work today. I am so close to finished with my Stopover #bangoutasweater. It has been ridiculously speedy. I mean, I have not been timing myself, as others have, but I remember now, this is why I used to like to knit these scandanavian sweaters- which is what I called them before I learned the so much cooler sounding lopapeysa. Which gets yousome stares if not said to a knitter.
Anyway, my progress here, since joining the arms to the body, was aided by YarnyOldKim mentioning of Broadchurch- a British detective story.
I am here to tell you, two binge-watched seasons later, it is A-1 knitting fare- a gripping plot, excellent characters, surprise murderers. Though at times I found myself frozen in suspense-- or in the effort to unwrap their accents inside my head. The seaside Dorset setting is rather fabulous too.
As we speak now, I am halfway between what you are seeing up top, and the collar. I'm adding a little something extra, a 4th contrast color to get my Frank Stella #stellover hues all in there. It just felt wrong to leave out the beige, and anyway, this is an exercise in stretching myself by using a color I disdain (beige) and a color I like but normally don't use much in my knitting, the Light Red Heather which is sort of a pinky coral red.
I am clearly embracing it. I found myself frosting the cupcakes for Zoe's birthday party yesterday with Light Red Heather Lopi buttercream. No one complained.
1) I've discovered that you rarely get a complaint when you offer up anything covered in homemade butter cream. I am an unreliable baker but I whip up one hell of a buttercream and 2) Four year olds and cupcakes? Complaints unlikely. It was as noisy and cheerful as it looks. Four. Years. Old!