FO: Nantucket Clapotis

I finally got around to weaving in the ends on my beautiful Nantucket Clapotis, modeled here by Skippy. I wore it this morning, and almost didn’t take it off when I got to the office, it’s so soft. And seeing as how March hasn’t reached lamb stage yet (ahem, five days left, March, let’s get moving) it seems I’ll have some opportunity to enjoy it.

Pattern: Clapotis

Yarn: Great Adirondak Sireno, Nantucket Blue colorway

Needles: US5 bamboo circs

This yarn was a real splurge for me. Two of the lawyers I work for got together and got me a gift certificate to WEBS for the holidays, and I decided that I might as well get something amazing and splurge, so… I did. Considering that it’s 675 yards to the skein, it’s not as much of an extravagance as it seemed at first. But how extravagant is this clapotis? Beautiful drape, soft to the touch, and the colors just glow.

This was my third clapotis, and I think I’m finally bored with the pattern, but it makes such warm and distinctive scarves that I know I’ll keep coming back to it. There’s a real elegance in the construction that never fails to delight me, even when I hit that never-ending stretch of straight rows.

I haven’t blocked it this one out yet, but I think I’m going to have to. I prefer the waves of a loosely-blocked Clapotis, but there’s some serious curling going on right now that is hiding those waves. However, that doesn’t interfere with my more visceral enjoyment!

More pictures on my Flickr here.

Other notes:
Thanks to Glenna C I’ve fallen off the destashing wagon, and now have a sweater’s worth (plus some) of KP Palette at home, to turn into a Venezia sweater. I estimate this will take approximately a million billion years. I have not yet climbed back on board the wagon, either, as there might have been a little blackout while at the Blue Moon website today. (Not responsible for any debt incurred from clicking that link.)

I have discovered the gloriousness that is the Lime & Violet podcasts. I have been catching up and was listening on the train this morning (while weaving in ends on baby booties for a coworker) and nearly spat out coffee on several occasions. The guy next to me gave me a nervous look ever time I started chuckling, which just made me chuckle louder. What did he expect, really? Two crazy ladies who alternate between TMI and discussing the glories of fiber are really an unbeatable combination.

And then, inspired by all this talk of dying yarn, I went and bought some half-off easter egg dying kits at the drugstore on my lunch hour, with a goal in mind: attempting my very own hand-dyed yarn. Because I need more fiber-related insanity in my life.

On the needles: Second half of my Jaywalkers, sleeve of Baby’s First Sweater, my never-ending Lady Eleanor, and almost done with the baby booties. Phew.