Shannon: French Market Bag

I'm soooo close to finishing. I'm so close, I can visualize myself grafting those handles with a kitchener stitch. I can see myself securing the loose threads and placing the bag in a pillow case in the washer ... and pulling it back out at the end of the cycle ... and shaping it to dry in front of the woodstove. I can imagine the weight of this freshly-felted French market bag hanging on my arm. I'm shopping at Whole Foods and I've just loaded it with tangy mineolas and a jar of kalamata olives and a warm loaf of ciabatta. As a last minute thought, I tuck a spring bouquet inside. And STILL there's plenty of room.

Oh, how I want to be done. But wouldn't you know it? I finished three of the four handles ... and here's all that remains of my blue Cascade wool. Just that non-helpful little bit o' yarn. Looks like I'm going to have to make a trip back to Main Street Yarns.

Got this pattern at knitty.com. Speaking of knitty, I read a good article there this morning called Things I Wish Someone had Told Me.


They told me ... and now I'm telling you.