5-Jul-2009

Currently Jonah (Brazos Theological Commentary on the Bible) By Phillip Cary see related Hopefully at this exact time, I’m hanging out in Nyambaare, playing with children, knitting on Madli’s Shawl, handing out first aid kits, and possibly teaching people how to use toothbrushes and triple antibiotic ointment. I could make up knitting news to complain … More 5-Jul-2009

Epilogue for a Shrug

Once upon a time, there lived a maiden who endured a harsh, cold exile in the land of corn known in atlases as “Ohio.” Her fair skin and frail constitution suffered mightily in the gales of the unending winter of this unforgiving land, but she survived gaily nonetheless, because her sentence was no punishment. No, … More Epilogue for a Shrug

I must be a Real Knitter – I packed yarn first

At the polite suggestion of my very sensitive and considerate husband, yesterday I didn’t read ANY Yarn Harlot archives and instead lived vicariously through myself for a change. Unfortunately, most of this involved working on the project-that-shall-not-be-named, which is far enough along now that I can’t post pictures of it anymore. Which is killing me, … More I must be a Real Knitter – I packed yarn first

Byebye Temp Cat

This post is devoted to our temp cat, SesquaHanna, who went to back to mommy and daddy in her brand-new house yesterday. I learned a lot of things last week about being a knitter with a cat. For example: This is cute. This is problematic. (At least when you’re a slob who leaves around projects … More Byebye Temp Cat

21-Jun-2009

Today was perfect. Here is why: 1. I got to make blueberry buttermilk pancakes with the lovely Megan. They were all around perfect, got rid of leftover buttermilk, and with an obsequious amount of butter and fresh blueberries from our CSA , they were scrummy. 2. I knit. Thanks to traffic, I got to knit … More 21-Jun-2009

11-Jun-2009

So this is the view outside my window this week. A whole tree-full of cherries, just calling my name, saying “pick me! make me into cherry pies! please!” Asking around church had led me to the conclusion that every year, these cherries just go bad and fall off, with no one eating them but the … More 11-Jun-2009

Alpaca’s Angels

When we left off, our intrepid knitting heroes, J and R, had just left Pittsburgh and their new best friend (well Rebecca’s, anyway). (his name is Max, and he sat perfectly still on Rebecca’s frogged sweater back without moving or jumping all over her, posing nicely for the camera with NO bribery at ALL.) The … More Alpaca’s Angels