Monday, September 24, 2007
On Friday, my local LYS hosted a yarn tasting with Louisa Harding. She came all the way from England to talk about her yarn line, her patterns and designs.
Jen, one of the owners of Close Knit Yarns opened her home to area knitters to enjoy great food, good wine and cheese and of course tales of knitting and yarn.
I brought some knitting but I was too busy taking pictures and chatting with other knitters to even remember to take it out of my bag. This lady though, knitted throughout the afternoon. That looks like some really lovely wispy cabled something she is doing.
Kim is one of the owners of Close Knit. Here she is with Louisa. Many, many thanks to Kim and Jen and the staff over at Close Knit for such a fun afternoon. Now you know why Close Knit Yarns is my favorites LYS', promise me that you'll come to visit them soon!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Well there is hope and I guess testosterone isn't poisonous after all! Raising 3 boys while surreptitiously force feeding them the kinder and gentler aspects to life without altering their natural DNA was really tough. I guess hours of museum tours really did rub off even if they sulked and complained along the way.
I took them up to the roof garden and bought them all sodas (bribe 1), hoping to get them to look at the giant and weird Abakanowicz sculptures.
I reluctantly took them past the gallery of Arms and Armor, I felt I had to show them the diversity of images that can be found in one building if only they would look. Of course this got their attention, what is it with the pageantry of war?
"I was there!" Exclaimed the boy.
"Dude, no way, that's like from a long time ago." They all seemed to say together.
"Yea, and that place is still there, I was standing like right over there." The boy brought the others to the scene of the fountains and they all stood looking. Why even a few adults came over and started staring too. I think this is where my Andrew was changed. This was when he fell in love with art.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Recently, a close family member asked me to make some chemo hats for her husband, a former Olympic athlete. More sad knitting but I did it. Reluctantly my soon-to-be 13 year old agreed to wear it for the camera before I mailed it off. It is the second quasi chemo hat that I made. Since it is for a guy, the foo foo hats with all the fun fur isn't suitable as a guy chemo hat. Any ideas?
Thursday, September 13, 2007
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Wednesday, September 12, 2007
So, I spent the day in a sort of meditative state and somberly made him a tie.
I hope that when he wears it, he'll remember that where ever he is in the world, I rejoice in the small miracle of a safe return home from a day's work.
Monday, September 10, 2007
I've longed eliminated those other pesky tasks that interfere with my knitting: laundry, housework, ironing... Those things get done whenever and no longer occur on a scheduled basis. Life is too short, I say, and there will always be dirty underwear so why stress about it??
Gardening is another favorite past time of mine. The problem I have with gardening is that each year at harvest time, I'm still astounded that the earth gives me more than what I put in. Each year I pledge to do more so that I get more but I'm always very skeptical that anything will grow with my refusal to used pesticides and herbicides and the constant battle with weeds, water and critters.
Next year, God willing, and global warming doesn't kill us all off, I hope to do a better job with my garden. It doesn't cost anything really to grow food, just time and desire. I didn't get much from my garden this year because I lost the battle with weeds that all but consumed my plot and chocked out all of the string beans and the rabbits ate all of the herbs and the drought really required that I visit there more often to water and .... Still the earth gave me such sweet offerings. Life is so good.
Friday, September 07, 2007
I was eager to show her my latest knitting projects made from yarn I bought while visiting North Carolina.
That's my delish cabled scarf sitting on Phyllis' kitchen plans for her new house. The scarf is a modified Irish hiking scarf that she did for the store. I knitted it a while back in Skacel's Adaggio. This time I used this wonderful Goddess Yarn in Frederique. It is an alpaca silk blend that feels divine. The North Carolina store, Yarn Etc., had it on sale for $4 bucks a skein. Why I only bought 4 skeins, I'll never know.
Phyllis is making the most beautiful cashmere sweater for the store. I can't wait to see the finished product.
I didn't violate my yarn diet too badly while I was in North Carolina. I told myself that I was only able to buy sale yarn and I had to make something right away. I kept to both of my rules, except for the bag below, I got carried away by choosing an ambitiously large bag and ended up running out of yarn
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
We spent the day instead at Staples buying school supplies.
"How could you do this to me, on my last day of vacation, forcing me to go buy school supplies?"
"How could I do this to you? Do you actually think this is my idea of fun, dragging you around when I can be someplace else knitting?"
Somehow that always sobers them up.
After going to 3 supermarkets and two drug stores and not finding safety pins large enough to do that toe trick I mentioned previously, I realized that I was spending more time looking for safety pins than the time it would take me to rip out and reknit the toe if I screwed up the seaming. Thanks to the description in the book, Sensational Knitted Socks, that somehow penetrated whatever sewing/seaming phobia I've had since a dreaded 8th grade Home Economics class. I can now say with assurance that you can learn anything just before your 50th birthday!
Oh, and today was the first day of school! It's the most wonderful time of the year!