Remember those cool mittens I was knitting for myself two posts ago? Apparently I’ve gone mitten knittin’ crazy because I’ve cast on another pair as a late birthday gift for Hillarey. This time I’m knitting Chrysanthemums by Hedda which are in the Winter Knitty.com issue. A slight modification is the edging. I just didn’t care…
As a project nears completion I get this manic urge to race to the bind off. I’m likely to stay up late or forgo meals just as long as I get to charge forward toward the final row. The last few days have been like that with the Sangiovese Stole. Although actually I’ve only been…
When you happen to have the world’s scrawniest wrists you get creative with mittens to keep the cold out. My Buffalo Gal mitts are wonderful and I love ’em dearly but they are a little loose around the wrist. If it’s cold outside and the snow is blowing (like it is now in Oklahoma) you don’t…
Last night I made cookies (chocolate chip with pecans in case you were wondering) and dug through several boxes of old photos. Hillarey has a birthday coming up and I do believe that means it’s time to embarrass my daughter on FB with a photo montage. I only chose adorable photos so maybe she won’t…
I’m dealing with some stuff here. Svar gaJsHost = ((“https:” == document.location.protocol) ? “https://ssl.” : “http://www.”);document.write(unescape(“%3Cscript src=’” + gaJsHost + “google-analytics.com/ga.js’ type=’text/javascript’%3E%3C/script%3E”)); var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker(“UA-xxxxxx-x”);pageTracker._trackPageview();My dog’s neck has a tube in it. It wasn’t beavers that Tess was fighting with. It was wild boars. She tangled with the them again this week. She has…
Whether you’re tired of knitting alone, getting a touch of cabin fever, or just need an evening out – I hope you’ll join me for Knitting Night at The Canebrake which begins Thursday January 20th. If you’ve not been to The Canebrake before – you’re in for a treat. Located on beautiful Lake Fort Gibson…
Our Tess has had an active day despite the stitches on her neck from the beaver fangs. Tvar gaJsHost = ((“https:” == document.location.protocol) ? “https://ssl.” : “http://www.”);document.write(unescape(“%3Cscript src=’” + gaJsHost + “google-analytics.com/ga.js’ type=’text/javascript’%3E%3C/script%3E”)); var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker(“UA-xxxxxx-x”);pageTracker._trackPageview();This afternoon she was inside for a bit. I’d been doing some of this and a little of that…
The farm where we live is beautiful, it’s remote, and it’s rural. But all of those wonderful things I love about living here are now and then balanced against what can be some quite disturbing attributes. One night last week we heard the dogs going wild about something in our front yard/pasture. Chris opened the…
Now I’ve had a little problem with hats of late that only a few people know about. I was going to knit the hat designed to go with the 198 Yards of Heaven Scarf. Actually I did knit that hat but when I bound it off it was huge. There was no way it would…
When teaching someone to knit we often extoll the virtues of frogging (ripping out) a project that doesn’t please us or has errors. “It’s just yarn” I’ve read and heard people say and even myself proclaimed. We’ll laugh it off and say, “Rip it out and start over”, “Frog it”, or my personal favorite “Toss…