Really, is there any better way to start the day than to wake up and see that a pattern you dreamed up, knit up, wrote up, and poured hours and hours of time, blood, sweat, tears, etc into has won a sock contest? I think … Read More →
Category Archives: knitting
on swaps, or: how to pry a shawl out of my cold, dead hands
I feel I should mention that the subject heading of this entry is a bit of a rhetorical flourish. I’m sure regular readers realize that I’m prone to, um, strong feelings when it comes to knitting and that I’m not actually blogging from beyond the … Read More →
on lace and goodbyes
When someone very important to me told me she would be moving away, someone who had done a great deal for me over the years and for whom I have never done a damn thing, I knew I should do something nice for her. She … Read More →