Aeolian Fever

Really – it must be a disease – an exotic fever. Elizabeth Freeman brought it in from the Mojave Desert and infected countless knitters across the globe. We should have seen it coming after the Laminaria incident of 2008. Needless to say – I’ve caught it. Aeolian Fever. My first Aeolian, which I dearly love,…

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What's for lunch?

I love when the Armenian cucumbers show up at the farmers market. For a few short weeks each summer we have Chilled Cucumber Soup with Lavender for lunch. It’s the perfect cool lunch on a hot day and it’s easily made ahead – even for several days worth. Chilled Cucumber Soup with Lavender 1 Armenian…

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Swappin' Good Fun!

Since back in February when the Mailbox Miscreants destroyed our mailboxes several weeks in a row we’ve been driving into Hulbert (eight miles away) to pick up mail once or thrice a week. Usually it’s junk mail, a few magazines, and bills. Not much fun stuff. But today – today my swap box arrived! An…

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The Age Old Question

When I woke this morning I had the same question on my mind as when I went to bed. Will my second Aeolian be silk or zephyr? Silk or Zephur? Silk or Zephur? Silk or Zephur? Last night I finished row 22 of the Edging Set-Up Chart. Visible yarn choices later in the day…it’s 4am…

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The Weekend plans…

When the heat wave broke this week I felt tremendous relief….ahh finally! One of the things we found out about last weekend at WoodyFest was that our young friend Rachel made a documentary film about her motorcycle trip to Maine last year. Rachel is 21 and a true free spirit. We saw her several weeks…

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A short story memory

There was a time a million years ago, or maybe it was 15-18 years ago, that I wrote a short story. It was saved on a red floppy disk and stuffed in a drawer. There may be a paper copy somewhere in a box – or maybe not. The couple in the story lived outside…

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I can’t stick with the rules.

Screw wordless Wednesday. My mind is whirling and in a panic – except when I focus on the knitting. Knitting in any manner. When I’m concentrating on a lace project all the troubles go away. In quiet moments I think about learning to dye yarn instead of solving the problems that exist. If I’m busy…

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speechless Thusday

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Speechless Thusday

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Wordless Wednesday

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