I am excited to announce that Wedding Bells by The Creek – the fifth book in my Coorah Creek series, is a finalist in the Aspen Gold Readers Choice Award, presented by the Heart of Denver chapter of Romance Writers of America. So very very thrilled. There are more details here.
Knitting without the sheep
Any knitter who goes to Ireland knows what is waiting for them… Aran sweaters, Aran scarves, Aran blankets. Aran knitting of all shapes and sizes and colours.
It is probably no surprise therefore that while on my Irish holiday, I found my way to the Aran islands– and I was immediately struck by two things.
First, the islands are flat and bare and barren looking. Secondly, and of more interest to the knitter in me, there are no sheep on the islands.
Not a one.
We took a ferry across to Inisherr, the smallest of the three islands, hired bicycles and set out. Definitely no sheep. Lots of ponies pulling traps full of tourists, and a few donkeys. But no sheep.
But there used to be….
The original Aran sweaters (or jumpers – depending on your style of English) were all hand knitted in undyed pure wool. The wool was unscoured and spun by hand by women on the island. It retained a lot of the natural oils (lanolin) secreted by the sheep. This made the jumpers quite water-resistant (for wool) and they held their shape even when wet, which a lot of wool doesn’t. Being 100% wool, they were warm too – all of which made them very useful items for the island’s fishermen.
Of course, the most famous thing about the jumpers is the patterns. Each garment has a web of intricate stitches and cables that can be quite staggeringly complex.
I don’t imagine I would ever be able to knit such a thing.
The different stitches are said to have meaning… the cable represents the ropes the fishermen used, the diamond pattern is suggestive of the small stone walled fields, the basket stitch is said to be a wish that the fishermen will fill their baskets with their catch before returning safely home. Of course, I have to confess that the meanings of these stitches do change according to who you ask, so it’s probably best to be a little flexible in that matter.
There are apparently different patterns used by different clans and families on the islands. This has given rise to the suggestion that the patterns on the sweaters were used to help identify drowned fisherman. Again, I’m not so certain this isn’t a nice tale made up to impress the tourists – but I for one was prepared to go along with it and be impressed.
Today the sweaters are a major part of the economy of the region. Although some still proudly boast of being hand knitted, many are now machine knitted. The problem is that skilled knitters are becoming harder to find. Still, I hope that the tourists, particularly Americans, seemed to be buying them by the box load to ship home will help keep the skill alive.
For my part, my contribution was of course to buy some genuine Irish Aran wool. I won’t attempt to knit a full Aran pattern, but I’m sure I’ll enjoy whatever I knit from it.
My final view of the islands as the ferry took us away was of the wreck of the MV Plassy. The ship was driven aground in a storm in March 1960. She was carrying – appropriately enough – whiskey, stained glass and knitting yarn. The crew were all rescued by the islanders… and the wreck has been slowly rusting ever since. I had to wonder how many of the crew or their rescuers wore Aran Sweaters that stormy night.Share this page...
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