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How, how, how are you three, little girl? With your light, silky hair and your heart-piercing stare. You chuckle ’till you’re out of breath, you whine my patience half to death; you’re a quiet, patient friend; you’re an effortlessly kind sister… I’m still hopelessly in love with you, you sweet, smart, expressive, thoughtful child. Indeed, how … More Three
One of the more maddening things people say to parents of small children is some variation of, “Enjoy the moment!” “Seize the day!” “They’re small for so short a time, enjoy it while it lasts!” Now, I’m generally a polite person, so I usually say something along the lines of “okay!” or “yeah, I’m doing … More Starting to Understand
In all the world, I don’t think there is anything a human can craft with hands – well, at least that I can craft with hands – more beautiful than a lace shawl while it is being blocked. Evenstar is done. My pace accelerated as I got closer I got to the finish line, and I did … More Out of Dunland
Today we’ve been here for three months. But it feels longer, since we’ve gone from late summer to what is definitely early winter. It isn’t that cold yet, at least not all the time. On very mild days, like today (high of -6 C) I was downright hot walking to the library and back! But we’ve had … More This Week in Red Wool
Almost three years ago, in January of 2013, I started knitting through Knitting on the Road by Nancy Bush. When I cast on that first pair of socks, called “Canada,” I was living in Ambridge, 7 months pregnant with my first baby. Back then, blazing through a pair of socks a month was no big deal. I … More Knitting on the Road
It took two and a half months, but I’m finally finished with “Conwy” – the final pair of socks from Knitting on the Road by Nancy Bush. Yarn review: Oh, Ranco! I bought this yarn Long Ago and Far Away, at a yarn shop on Cape Cod, if I remember correctly. Back when Jared and I … More A Conweight is Lifted
We’ve been living in Iqaluit for over three weeks now. Is it really only three weeks? It feels a lot longer. It already feels like home. Like we just live here. Even though, at the same time, we’ve only started to scratch the surface of what we’ll actually be doing here. There are moments when that … More Finishing and Starting
Here I had all this knitting packed, and for the remainder of our travels, I only knit on one thing. It all started with this yarn, spun by my mom and plied by me. (Funnily enough, plied when N was almost the exact age that M is now.) The gobstopper yarn, as I have called … More Travel Knitting: Vaycays
I can hear you asking the obvious question. “Rebecca, you weirdo, what have you been knitting?!” Knitting time over the last few weeks has been sparse at best. Our weeks looked something like: pack for sealift, travel to Ottawa and back, plan an ordination service, host family for the weekend, prep for a moving sale, then pack … More Travel Knitting: Maryland
This is what my house looks like right now. Pretty much every room of my house. That ungainly large box in the foreground, actually two extra-large boxes nested one over the other, is my attempt at safely packing my mostly-diassembled Ashford Traditional spinning wheel. Because we are moving our possessions by sealift (read: boat), our … More Everything Is Boxes
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