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I sure hope I don't become a "one-glove wonder", as in "I wonder what happened to the other glove she was going to knit?" I needed some mindless knitting before I tackle those tiny toothpick needles again. Some wool longies ought to be just the thing, except...

 ...can anyone please explain to me what I am doing wrong on my short rows? The wrapped stitch on the knit side turns out perfectly. The one from the purl side still leaves a gap. WHY??? I have watched many a you-tube tutorial on this and still I have holes. Talk about feeling inept. Those holes are sitting there, taunting me, "Ha, ha. You think you know how to knit? Think again!"

 I am still reading my Willa Cather novel, "O, Pioneers". More frequently, though, I am reading the lesson plans and listening to Anna read to me from her reader. I tell you, these stories are so sweet and filled with lessons we all need reminding of.
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  1. Love your diary today. Makes me feel like we are all in the same room. I had to go to a youtube tutorial on short rows in order to fully understand the process. I am a visual learner.
    soap
    rita

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  2. Your longies are lovely (had to say that! ;-) I think that gaps with shortrows are caused by loose wraps. When I do shortrows, I am careful to make my wraps really tight. Don't worry, wrapping tightly doesn't make them any harder to pick up.

    Your daughter's reader looks really sweet.

    JMJ
    ~Susan

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  3. When you are working across the short rows you have to knit/or purl through the loop and the wrap. If you miss the wrap part you will have a hole....I hope this helps. Good luck :) P.S. Your knitting looks fabulous and I love the color!

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  4. You know, after I commented last night, I was thinking that there are *lots* of different ways to do short rows. I found a good tutorial for a neat way to do them with *no wraps*--and no gaps! It's at a blog called Happy Knits. Here is the address:
    http://happy-knits.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-wrap-no-gap-short-row-heel-tutorial.html

    Happy knitting :-)

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  5. Susan- thank you for your help! I really appreciate it.

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