One last sweater off the needles to help charge through the final month of winter. I can almost smell spring in the air, then a freezing rain comes, and dashes my hopes. At least the sweater is done! It couldn’t be a better timed knit.
I cast on for this beauty as my New Year’s knit and planned to have it done in time for our Denver trip. I gave myself 45 days to knit a Brooklyn Tweed sweater, because I’m delightfully mad and will shamelessly knit at all times. I wanted to start the year out strong, and finishing a cabled sweater with 9″ of positive ease seemed like something that would make me feel very satisfied. The yarn, Cascade 220 Heathers, was all stash as well, so double the glory, right?
Honestly, knitting and finishing this sweater really feels like a weight off my shoulders. I bought the yarn six years ago when I was 18 and a freshman. What a year. I’d found my very first LYS and was a regular customer. I’d been eying the yarn for months and when the shop had a summer sale, I impulsively bought seven skeins. Enough for “the coziest cabled sweater ever”. Then I stashed it away and hadn’t touched it since. But, I knew it would be a sweater some day, and the yarn survived two purges and three moves.
I got the urge to finally cast on after finishing Jonathan’s Christmas vest. It was my first time knitting cables, and I was surprised by how much I enjoyed the process and by how easy the pattern was to memorize. I needed a cable sweater for myself, and it needed to be glorious. It doesn’t get much more glorious than nearly 2,000yds of mustard yellow.
Brooklyn Tweed’s Migration pattern was exactly what I wanted. Oversized, the body knit in one piece to avoid bulky seaming, and a yummy short row shawl collar. The cable pattern is easy to memorize and the entire sweater is very zen to knit. I’m glad it was such a relaxing knit, as everything else in life is super hectic. We decided to move from our one bedroom apartment to a house! Moving while six months pregnant in winter, the opposite of peaceful knitting. The decision was so last minute, I believe we settled on a house while I was around 10″ into the body of the sweater. We went to see the house while I was finishing the shoulder shaping, I flew to visit a friend for a week and finished the sleeves. The sweater was blocking the night before our flight to Denver, and I wore the sweater everyday of our babymoon. Now, it’s one of the few unpacked items of clothing remaining in my closet, and I’m sure I’ll be wearing it on move day, happy for the warmth while I carry boxes into our new home. Migration sweater indeed.