sort of Sylph

It’s a story so cliche, only the late Don LaFontaine could make it exciting: Girl falls for yarn, girl weds yarn to pattern, girl modifies pattern, girl almost runs out of yarn but manages to squeak by. The end.

yarn: Elsebeth Lavold Silky Wool

pattern: Sylph Cardigan by Robin Melanson. Modified with a custom-made and strange mix of measurements, top-down sleeves (to accommodate my amount of yarn), adjusted body st. pattern (to account for textured yarn), and no ruffles (do I need to tell you what I’m accommodating here?).

I’m happy with this one. I started knitting it in May or June and finished in October. Not bad, the way things are going around here! But I do love the color of this yarn (see top pictures for closest representation). It is subtle and almost neutral, but with a surprising depth.

And ah, doesn’t it reflect orange so nicely?

(Oh, and girl uses earrings to close cardigan when she doesn’t have the recommended closures. That could be the thrilling plot twist!)

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