They Cannot Stop Us
Dear Kay, and everyone who’s got that sweet heat index of 108 working for them,
It doesn’t matter, does it? Those doomsaying meteorologists can doomtalk all they want; they cannot stop us. Yeah, it’s hot. Yeah, the humidity is a cement wall when we open the door. It’s fine, it’s fine. We are going to knit through this heat wave the same way we knit every other day: steady, constant, and glad.
It’s all about two things.
Crank up Martha and the Vandellas. “Heat Wave” is just the thing.
Find or make a breeze. This breeze is often air conditioning or a fan, but it can also be the breeze made by Mother Nature. As long as the air is moving, the knitting is fine.
Shade. I don’t think I’ve ever knitted anything in full sun. It’s making me all squinty just thinking about it.
Hydration. A glass of icy something, sweating profusely so you don’t have to.
Fiber choice. I’ve thought about this a lot. Maybe it’s offputting to sit with a wool sweater half done in your lap. I don’t disagree with that. But the problem there is a matter of quantity, not fiber. I bow to the linen and cotton prowess of all you plant fiber folk, and I agree that those fibers are pretty much the definition of summery. But it’s just really hard for me to let my love of wool languish during these hot spells.
Size. The trick: make li’l things. A sock. Can be one sock, ideally that second sock you ditched out on back in February. This is how you turn the knitting of one sock into a pair of socks, bipbapboom just like that.
Or a hat.
I just finished a little side project I’ve been beavering away on in idle moments.
This is the Buggiflooer Beanie by Allison Rendell.
This yarn came from my stupendous stash of 2-ply Shetland wool.
Corrugated ribbing? Hello! You just lowered the temperature ten degrees for me, thanks.
A few weeks ago, I departed for one of my reveries in which I hit the road and end up in Shetland. It is never 108 degrees there. Making this hat transported me utterly, such a delight.
Maybe that’s my ultimate advice when sweating it out these days: think cool. Think of the coldest you’ve ever been, stick your head in the freezer for a bit, and dream of Norway.
How are you keeping cool?
PS Those of you wondering what the colors are in the hat . . . I used random mostly unmarked yarn. I do love a challenge, so I got out my twenty-year-old Jamieson’s shade card (no end to my nerdiness), and came up with this as the closest to whatever the heck yarns I was using in this hat: