This is part 2 in a "Knitters & Unravelers of All Times" Monday series.
Part 1: Penelope's unraveling: a knitter's view
The morning after I found that my Lily cardigan was just as grotesquely elongated as it was the night before. Also, it was just as damp. Not for one second did I consider throwing the whole unwearable thing away, because wasting precious (and somewhat overpriced) Malabrigo yarn, or any yarn really, is not my style. Hence, there really was only one course of action: unraveling an entire adult-size sweater that had taken me months to make, and the knitting of which was so nicely woven in my memory into our vacation and road trip in the US last summer. However painful, that was what was needed to do, and I did it.
Surprisingly, the unraveling went very quickly and smoothly, and I even had the brilliant idea of unraveling and directly winding it around my swift as I went along. Once I was all done, my cardigan was no more, but I had brand new yarn stretched out on my swift waiting to dry, be wound up again into balls, and knitted all over again into a new project. More knitting ahead! Isn't that a beautiful silver lining?
Just like Penelope, I started a new day with yarn to be made into fabric, and this is when it dawned on me that Penelope maybe wasn't the perfect wife of ancient times - faithful to her long gone (twenty years, ten of which missing) husband to the point of unraveling daily her fabric every night. Perhaps Penelope was a crafter like me, who happened to make many mistakes, but was willing to unravel and start again for the love of making things.
(to be continued ...)