So, I’m past the thumbs on my Linden mittens, which is like the last lap, I think. There’s a nice little stretch of mindless hand to knit before decreases. It…
While the Summer Sweater Knitalong began with a bang I was far from home, and my fuzzy sweater yarn, camping in Utah. I was having a great time, but I…
I’ve now read through the first three sweater recipes in Knitting Without Tears by Elizabeth Zimmerman for the Canary Knits Knitting Book Read-a-long. Unlike the first time I read this book, I totally…
I finished this pair of Speckled Space Socks that make me think of Viper Pilots’ Wings about a week ago, then immediately cast on for pairs 11 and 12. On a deadline…
Remember those drug awareness ads that used to be on tv in the eighties? There would be some impressionable kid trying to walk to school or something while being assailed by…
It’s because of knitting. Before I made clothes, I never thought about them. In high school I just wore whatever. Maybe a a 60’s drop waist dress I’d find at…
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I love the idea that neglect of one thing makes room for another to grow…thoughtful series of images…my favorite is the TtV shot…very, very nice.
Thank you, dogdreamzzz. In my life, times of neglect (whatever the kind) at least let certain things rise to the surface. Maybe it's the realization of what are legitimate needs and what aren't, flaws, strengths, or new abilities. I want to think something good comes from it.