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A beautiful beginning

I love casting on. The beginning of a project, planned but only in my head and therefore perfect. I also like the physical act of casting on. Most of the time I use the long tailed cast on and I find it really pleasant to work. On Sunday I decided to cast on for Leon's vest - I wanted to cast on in the piece and quiet of my house, because I knew I would be knitting in public for the rest of the week and casting on at the pub can suck. So I pulled out the pattern and saw that Jarred Flood recommends a tubular cast on. I've never done one, but I had the inclination to try something new. I followed Ysolda's video instruction, because her instructions are always clear and she is so cute. 

So I cast on and the tubular cast on  is amazing. Instead of the knitting starting from a line of cast on stitches, it wraps around and gives a smooth, already ribbed edge. I love this, not just because it's meant to be one of the stretchiest cast ons, but because it looks so elegant. Next time I cast of for a pair of socks (if I'm at home) I'm going to use this again. It's a bit fiddly, but so worth it.

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  1. Casting on is always an exciting time!! The project still has hope and the opportunity to be perfect...

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