Welcome to the mitten graveyard – where bad mittens meet their end.
A place of misplaced thumbs . . .
. . . cuffs of varying dimensions . . .
. . . endless ends
. . . and the same pattern repeated usque ad nauseam
Sometimes things get very nasty, and scissors are involved.
There are currently five mittens in the graveyard – but this morning one finally made it through to the happy land where all good mittens run wild and free. Or summat.
I think I have reached the end of this particular figurative road. Time to move away from the mittens. . .
KDD & Co 
I love this post – the graveyard mittens are so interesting and beautiful. What happens to them after the good mitten makes it to the other side?
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I’m a bit like that with socks!! good luck with rescuing the mittens with the weather turning are right is timely!
Sue x
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Your colourwork is gorgeous. Even when you’re in the process of making. Your posts about Rowan Fine Tweed tempted me to get some of my own…. ;-)
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I like the sound where mittens run wild and free, maybe I should liberate a few to that hallowed place myself!
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Beautiful photographs! But maybe they shouldn’t be shown to anyone thinking of taking up knitting, all those “dead” mittens might put them off! :)
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at least rigor mortis hasn’t set in yet….
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So much beautiful work Kate, such a pretty Fairisle design.
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Even the mittens headed for the graveyard make me smile WIDE. They’re still so beautiful. I can just feel those cuffs right through the screen, the colored ribbing… I’m so excited for the pattern.
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That yarn is so beautiful – I might have to try it out soon!
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Ouch!
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If only someone could invent ends that sewed themselves in …. not just in knitting but in quilting too ….. then I would be a very happy bunny!!
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Thank you for allowing us all to admit to our graveyards! Mine are many and scattered. Buried in boxes and shoved onto shelves. What a freeing post! :)
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We knew you liked to read crime novels, but that it would come to this!?!
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Woman, you have he patience of Jobe………….:-)
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Even your “bad” mittens are lovely! It must be in the air though, because I spent this morning evaluating my basket of wips, and did some unraveling of my own. I feel lighter now and ready to pick a new project (or two, or three, or . . . . )
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Hahahaha!!!! I laugh only because I understand completely. Mine for socks.
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You say that one finally made it and now you are moving away from mittens. Shall you not make the pair?
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Oh but I hope this means you are working on a final mitten pattern — how divine to think about having a set with the hat!! But lovely photo shots of hard work!
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Wow – even your graveyard looks beautiful. I’m glad one made it safely to the other side. Good luck!
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This so made me laugh. What a good way to start the day. I am reminded of my UFS (unfinished socks).
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Oh no – such a lot of forlorn mittens!! However, I sense you have achieved something..”good mitten” ..so I am hoping you have suceeded and a pattern is being readied. Those mittens would really make a great Xmas present.
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Here I thought your designs popped forth fully formed, like Aphrodite. (Really.)
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I used to crochet mittens for my kids when they were little and my industry gave them the idea that the mittens were disposable, like tissues from a box. When the snow melted in the spring you could find them on lawns all over the neighborhood.
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Some things aren’t meant to be……..start something new today.
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It’s a very beautiful graveyard! (Secretly thrilled by your post as I have a sewing graveyard but up till now I’ve kept quiet about it…)
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