Les gauntlets, c’est fini.* Les gauntlets? Ils sont finis!
Yarn: junk in my stash from circa ’97.
Pattern: Me, my calculator, my tape measure, my notebook, and lots of ripping back. (I’ll share my notes with you soon.)
I’ll try to make cg send me a picture in sunlight where maybe you can make out the cable. But all in all, I must say they are lovely. I must also say, I am sick of knitting gauntlets. It’s back to Drunken Argyle for me. Ok, stitchmarkers and Drunken Argyle.
And more pink (I saw someone had made numbered stitchmarkers. I must admit, I’m not sure why you’d need numbered stitch markers, but here’s my take):
*Note: I don’t actually know French, I’m guessing c’est is singular though, ‘it is’ rather than ‘they are’. I’ll happily take your corrections.