Hello ladies and gents! I am writing from a tiny cottage on Cape Cod, the little spit of land that juts curvingly around out of Massachusetts. My parents are treating Jared and I to a vacation on the Cape to celebrate their 25th anniversary, and we are privileged to be their guests. I’ve taken lots … More Cape Cod Quickie
In my browsing of the Knitblog Community (by which I mean obsessively reading through the Yarn Harlot’s archives) I’ve run across yet another shared gimmick named random wednesday. (or Tuesday. or Friday. or whatever. Today is Wednesday, so there you have it.) It is both convenient and (I hope) a bit of an initiation rite … More Random Wednesday
Last night, we got back from SPEM (a missions prayer group, among other things) around 11. We walked through the door, and my eyes fell upon my spinning. It was just lying there, calling to me, and I knew very well that it only needed another couple of feet of spinning before it was ready … More You know how it goes…
I had been looking forward to last night’s spinning class all week, but I was downright frustrated with my cheap little spindle. It spins okay, but it’s the slipperiest darn thing, so in preparation for the class, I did something daring. I broke out my husband’s new hacksaw, and… well. I hacked. Well, more sawed. … More 12-Aug-2009
A few weeks ago: I saw this: http://berroco.com/knitbits/html/KB300.html Don’t know what that is? It’s a sock yarn design competition, put on by Berroco, a company that makes yarn. The commission is to make something, anything, out of any kind of Berroco sock yarn. Now, I’ve designed lots of stuff, and it’s probably my favorite knitty … More Frogs visit Stonehenge
A few weeks ago I decided to take a spinning class at Cloverhill, and I needed to buy some roving (pre-carded, unspun, often pre-dyed wool) to do it. I am completely compelled by the idea of buying something from a shop that was actually made by the folks at the shop, and it turns out … More Self-Discovery
So on Wednesday night, sitting at my computer, agonizing on behalf of Emily, wanting to be there with them… even though I said I wouldn’t, I broke down and started a baby hat. I found a nice ribbed hat pattern that would fit any newborn’s head snugly and last for a wee bit, uncovered a ball … More It’s my fault
You were born today, on an overcast and rainy morning. Not in a depressed way, though – the kind of morning that brings a respite from the humid misery of mid-summer. In more ways than one, your arrival brought relief from a season that, while favored, gets oppressive after a while! Your mum’s water broke … More Dear Peter,
Right now, at this very moment, Emily & Justin & parents are at the “Special Beginnings” birthing center, while Emily has increasingly frequent contractions. And I am not there. I am here, and I am frantic. Here are some utterly unrelated pictures of peach-picking to take the edge off. I want to be there. I … More In which I write in a frantic manner while my sis-in-law pushes out a baby
When, after a period of success that has perhaps led to pride… we are reduced to our proper place by a rather impressive error. Stairway to Heaven is back, after a long hiatus. I’m working on the collar, in a big heap, but while on the go, I packed up materials for a sleeve. I … More We all have these moments
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