Several days ago, while scrolling through the news feed on my Facebook page, I came across an image of silhouettes of Downton Abbey characters accompanied by the title, “Which Downton Character are you?” I clicked on a link and took a quiz, one which determined that I most resembled Bates, because I seemed to harbor some deep, “dark secret” from my past. I was a bit shocked by these results, as, since her introduction last season, I’ve always felt a particular affinity for Lavinia. Like me, she can describe herself as “a little person; an ordinary person,” and finds herself in awe in the presence of Matthew (her fiancé) and Mary, who are, with their aristocratic bearing and good looks so “fine” (as Lavinia states) and seem destined to share a life that transcends those of mere mortals. Of course, I digress here, as the subject of this post relates to a nasty strain of the flu that put my family members under house arrest for a week and interfered with any Christmas churchgoing or festivities. Naturally, though, when I think of flu Lavinia comes to mind, as she is suddenly stricken by the Spanish flu days before her wedding is due to take place, after she sees and hears evidence of Matthew and Mary’s passion for one another. Due to her dramatic last days she is forever linked to flu in my mind, especially since I have seen her pale figure expire an embarrassing number of times and the lingering closing camera image of her shot looking down at Lavinia, pale and peaceful in the bed, is forever seared in my consciousness.
Of course, the flu and its requisite quarantine did provide me with lots of knitting time, and I’ve finished one or two items and made progress on others. As my husband felt well enough on Christmas Eve to go out to a nearby grocery store and then to do a little cooking, my family and I were also able to share two meals together in the dining room (an area that sits forlorn and abandoned most of the year and could be put to more functional use in our tiny home).
|I finished this sock monkey during my sick time. While|
this monkey might seem as if he would be out of place in
Edwardian times, sock monkeys have been around for
over a hundred years. To learn more about this history of these
creatures, check out RoRoArt, a site devoted to sock monkeys!
|I finished this Traveling Vines scarf using a free Ravelry shawl pattern. The yarn is some alpaca I bought in New York |
State last summer.
|I don't think that the Alpaca blocks as neatly as|
wool, but this scarf is super soft.
Alas, the New Year is coming soon. I have a residual cough and congestion, but did manage to venture out to a boot sale I’ve been waiting for and also to make a trip to the bookstore. The throngs of people in the stores were a bit overwhelming, though, and I was happy to return home to work on my knitting and to peruse my new books. My new fashion history book (shown below) and the anticipation of the new season of Downton Abbey (starting here in the US on January 6) have put me in the frame of mind to knit something ethereally romantic, just the sort of thing reminiscent of pale Lavinia, who may not have been destined to be “Queen of the County,” but who set an example of dealing with illness and heartache to which I aspire.
|This image is from Barnes|
and Noble., where this book is available
|I used two skeins of this yarn to make a collar from a Louisa Harding pattern. I am not happy |
with any of the photos I've taken of this piece, but will add one with someone modeling it at a later time.