Foosh. What a weekend. It was one of those crazy wedding weekends, in which I was about as involved as one could be without being a bridesmaid or an immediate relative, and it was so fun. Bethany, of shawl fame, tied the knot on Saturday in high Catholic fashion, and it was a good time. … More Flowers and Foreshadowing
Finally, the sisters met. We are calling them Blondie and Redwood (Red for short). Hopefully this won’t be too offensive to anyone with red or blond hair, as both of their spinners are brunettes. Setting them side by side is the easiest way to tell the difference between the two flier types. For starters, Blondie … More Double and Single Drive
At the Sheep and Wool Festival of 2006, I bought a drop spindle and a bag of carded llama wool. I struggled to learn how to use it. The directions that came with the spindle were not enough, and I wasn’t aware of youtube yet. My local yarn shop did not give lessons in spinning, … More Mom Learns to Spin
Though you wouldn’t know it from reading this blog, I have actually been knitting. It just gets a little photographically dull when the thing you are working on looks largely the same from day to day, you know? The knitting hasn’t been dull, though. With every fully-focused moment I can spare, I’ve been chipping away … More Hollow Complaints
It’s always comforting to know that a big investment was well-timed. For the past eight months or so before Lent, my spinning had been languishing. This is primarily because I bit off way more than I could chew. I had dyed a whole bunch of Dorset pencil roving in the color we call “Sprout Sage” … More Double or Nothing
So I think I’m finally ready to talk about it without hyperventilating and making high-pitched noises. The story of how Mum bought two spinning wheels in one weekend is complex, but it ends with both of us taking home a box that looks like this: Ever since I knew what it was, I have wanted … More Carpe Dium
I am over-abundantly blessed with a husband who gets it. An extremely competent knitter with a stash of his own, Jared will find yarn stores for us to visit on vacation, and never complains if I make him sit in the car for a few minutes when we reach our destination so I can finish … More Like a Record, Baby
The first fiber I ever spun was Wensleydale. The story starts a few days before Christmas, 2008. Jared & I, being the token young couple at St. Timothy’s Church, were asked to be Mary and Joseph in a living nativity sort of event. A few people connected with the church who owned farm-y sort of … More History
Hey any/everyone who makes use of the awesome website Ravelry (if you’re a knitter, and you’re not on ravelry, you should be. I’m just stating that as a basic fact of life, like merino is soft, and sheep are friends), the group that was being used for the Lenten KAL has been switched over to … More Social media
Every spring, as soon as the year gives up and stops sending us cold days, the entire east coast temporarily becomes a rainforest. The sky is continually grey, there are about three downpours daily, which sounds pretty miserable – but when you go outside, the birds are back, all singing their little heads off. And … More Squee is for Sparkles!
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