Heirloom Throw

I’ve shared a bit that I’m a knitter. I love knitting. I’m not particularly skilled at it but I maintain that this is my hobby, not a job, so I get to have fun. I do not set rules around my knitting other than try not to spend the mortgage payment on yarn and I’m under no obligation to finish anything.

Other than socks for my Grandma. She expects a pair at Christmas and I’m not going to deny my 96-year-old grandmother some knitted love.

Because I have a short attention span, I tend to have multiple projects going at once. This means I don’t finish a lot. That’s OK, I’m what they call a process knitter rather than a product knitter. That means I enjoy knitting for the sake of knitting rather than the final product. Don’t get me wrong, I love having the final product, but I often experience a bit of a sad feeling when I finish something. Especially if I was enjoying the pattern or the yarn.

I just finished a project that I’ve chipped away at for a number of years now. It didn’t take that long because it was difficult or even had that much knitting. I would set it down for a year at a time and then pick it up for a while, get distracted by something else and not work on it for another year. So finishing this is a bit of a noteworthy event.

This is a sampler blanket. The Four Seasons Throw. I made this big enough to easily cover a queen bed. I jumped into this as an excuse to buy little bits of yarn I love. I have a thing for blue and brown. Not the blue and brown palette that was so popular a few years ago, which is too bad because they made a lot of cute things in those colors. I love all other variations of blue and brown: sand and navy, chocolate and denim, mud and baby blue. I threw in a pop of maroon just for fun. My blanket. My rules.

Due to my very short attention span, I love samplers like this. I love being able to change the yarn and pattern completely so often. This was great fun because I wanted huge variation so I got my fill of the contrast I love so much. I also love this because of all the texture. I love texture in knitted stuff. It’s probably what I love most about knitting.

Mmm, pet the knitting

I made this as a centerpiece for my bed. All my linens and stuff are navy so I knew they would serve as a pretty background for this.

This is a great project for any knitting level. Even if you want to start learning how to knit. You can pick whatever squares you want so they can be as easy or hard as you want and it’s really good practice to try the different stitches. You can’t beat a wool blanket too. I know a lot of people are afraid of wool but it actually washes beautifully and as a natural fiber, it breathes so it warms instantly, it regulates its temperature so it is cooler in the summer, and it is flame retardant.

It’s the perfect blanket!

I have to get my bedroom shoveled out for the holidays (I’ll be giving it up to house guests) so I’ll get a chance to make up the bed as I designed it to look and I’ll grab a picture then. Heck, it is the closest I come to staging so I’d better take a picture!

Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Heirloom Throw

  1. Scaloot says:

    Thanks for the term process knitter! Somehow I have trouble ‘finishing’ right now I have a funky scarf ‘done’ but needs a few ends tucked in, ya think I would have done this for the last five days – hah I started another one with my corrections to the pattern and in some better yarn.
    I too have one of these bed throws, sitting in a box waiting for me and an empty chair, should have probably designed it in blocks like yours but I would rather have 5 or more yarns working at once! Fur children are unable to really help, they keep grabbing the wrong yarn or trying to move the needles so as to purl when I want to knit, hence the empty chair. 1/3 or so done, its only been about 8 years or so

    Love yours with all that texture, perhaps that is the next project, with all my hand dyed yarn….

    • LoveThisSpace says:

      Yeah, the furries “help” a lot. My kitty will stand next to me watching my hands intently until she all of a sudden reaches out and grabs my hand or the needle. Or, my favorite, one of the dogs will crowbar my hand to get me to pet them which pulls stitches off the needle!

Talk to me!