Mitali: When a Project Idea Turns Into a Brain Worm

Did I really need to cast on another project with the handful of unfinished works (some of which are now very late Christmas presents for very understanding people), yeah, I did.  Why? Soul therapy.

I’ve not mentioned it here before but the local knitting community took a real punch in the gut in early November.  Claudia Purgason, owner of Yarn Rhapsody, knitting goddess, wife, mother, and cherished friend passed.  Her cancer returned.  So many of us who knew her could speak for hours about her kindness and generosity.  For me, she was part of my adopted family, and a mentor in so many ways. As far as knitting goes, she pushed me to try harder and harder patterns, learn new skills, and encouraged me to begin teaching.  The attitude of “it’s just yarn” came from her, she taught me how to be fearless when it came to trying something over my head or skill level.  The it’s just yarn philosophy is simple, try it, if a project isn’t working just rip it out and try again, or try something else, don’t get hung up over thinking it.

Claudia and I had a handful of projects where we would start on the same day, sometime at the exact same time and race.  It was just one of the goofy things we would do.  I think there is hope for a competitive speed knitting league.  Sometimes I would win, usually she would, other times we called a draw for one reason or another.  One of the last times we talked about racing it was going to be on a the Mitali Shawl. We had both chosen Berroco Ultra Alpaca and then I went into a very busy summer with work, and then found a house and dived into the home purchase and moving process.  By the time things began to settle, Claudia was beginning to have health issues, the race would never start.  I pushed the pattern to the very back of my mind.

1huugg8mrwa66unqhlqlqgEarlier this month, the knitting community took another hit.  We lost Tom Britton too.  What time I was able to spend with Tom, was spent laughing.  He always had a quick remark or a story that could bring even the grumpiest of people to tears of laughter.  He too was a master knitter, always encouraging, and you could not have met him and not considered him a friend before you left his company.  I wish I had gotten to know him better.

This week, the Mitali Shawl began to haunt me. It kept popping into my mind at the oddest of times.  With so many other projects on needles, half done, I swore I wasn’t going to start anything else.  The yarn came out of the storage bin Monday.  The ball winder made it onto the kitchen table yesterday, the yarn was caked, there was no stopping now, out came the needles and 321 stitches cast on later I started.

Oddly enough, the word Mitali means friend.  Maybe that’s why the pattern began to haunt me.  This one is for the friends lost too soon, to be completed as quickly as I can.  I’m racing myself, my thoughts, and as the yarn flies wishes of hope for all those left behind that called these two friends.

3 thoughts on “Mitali: When a Project Idea Turns Into a Brain Worm

  1. Beautiful, just beautiful. A fitting tribute to your friend. Every stitch will be a tribute to her, her life, and her friendship.

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  2. I did not know that Claudia passed away. What a sweet sweet soul. Definitely gone too soon and will be missed in the Gainesville knitting community. I just started working on my first pair of knitted socks the other day and think about the little interaction we had together and how much encouragement she gave me in trying new things. You may not remember me but I’m the ginger guy who took your beginner crochet class.

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