SWAK Knit out!!!!

I’ve signed up for the SWAK Knit Out Weekend! Saturday and Sunday will be spent learning at the feet of the master of free form knitting Valentina Devine. My friend Cathy and I are riding and rooming together. As she said – it’s a Knittingpalooza!! Spread across my bed ready for packing on Friday when…

Did you know?

That you can get a daily dose of Samuel Pepys? Pepys journaled the details, sometimes intimately, of his life in London from 1660-1669. During this time span many significant events occurred including the great plague of London and the Reformation of England. From time to time I’ve picked up Pepys’s diary and it rides a…

Girls Gone Wild!

Dudes – what happens when two reasonably intelligent knitters have that second glass of wine during knit night at the wine bar? One finishes a single row of beaded knitting on her shawl, the other traipses through the intricacies of Entrelac. They discuss wine, imported cheeses, travel, and then they pack up their knitting and…

Serendipity

written 3/20/08 I’ve long been a fan of the serendipitous moments in life and in books. Last week while reading the tail end of War and Peace I finally read the passage where Aunt Anna finished knitting. I had Chris’s second STR Haida sock in my purse. • Pierre went into the children, and the…

Allow me to introduce you to my inner geek.

Blog world – meet Organizer Girl. I’m sure everyone has a side of themself that jumps into overdrive just before a big knitting project is being tackled. For me, it involves a trip to Office Depot. Wandering down the aisles looking for just the right tools is fun. Yes, tools. These tools, just like jump…

Miles to go….

1900 yards equals 1.0795455 miles according to my trusty widget. Last night at the wine bar (shouldn’t knit nights be always be held in wine bars?) as Cathy fondled my yarn for the Moroccan Days Arabian Nights Shawl she asked, “Have you ever balled this much yarn before?” Then in response to my horror stricken…

Done

It’s after 10pm. It was knit night at the wine bar. I’ve made it through the day without anyone wishing me happy saint patrick’s day. I’m happy. I didn’t have to respond with happy-kill-the-indigenous-priest-day.

Finally!

I ripped open the Moroccan Days Arabian Night Shawl kit before I even left the post office. People surely thought I might be a bit kooky as I fondled the skein, turned it this way and that. I’m only 80% certain that I didn’t make any of those deep throat groans of joy. You know…

Scores!

I was weak. The crazed gals at Lime and Violet are Enablers. I signed up for the Daily Chum and dang if they didn’t have me chomping at the chum when I saw Moroccon Days Arabian Nights Shawl. Warm rich gold lace with amber glass beads. It’s stunning. Not two days had passed before I’d…