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A Nautical Knitted Sweater


 
I knitted my first sweater. A client told me it smelled of nautical colors. I did much reading while knitting. Also watched many films with friends. Sometimes I took it to the top of a mountain. Or I'd just sit on my couch after work. 

I found a pile of thick shell buttons in an old sewing machine drawer. There were just enough. 







I spent a lot of time reading Anna Karenina while knitting. A large knitting project and an epic classic really do belong together. 













One of my most relaxing projects. I gave myself a hard deadline, with nearly plenty of time to finish it. Had to take out several days of work once because it came out too large. So goes knitting. 
Blocking it was the hardest: The merino wool is stretchy and wanted to come out much larger than I'd knitted it. Because of that I sized the pattern down four sizes, then sewed in some hidden darts. 

I inspired my coworker to knit a sweater now, too! 

 gave it away as a gift just a few days after it was completed. It was great company for a few months. 
Already planning my second sweater. 













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  1. This looks like such a peaceful project!!! I love how it turned out!!

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    1. Thanks so much! It was one of my most relaxing projects ever

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  2. I am blown away by the fact that you read a book while knitting!! I can't knit at all, even when my full attention is being given to it. Lol. Your sweater is lovely!

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    1. haha! I've always been able to multitask the strangest combination of things. But I did it mostly when the pattern was easy and repetitive. Thank you!

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