When I was a child I learned to knit from my grandmother.For so many of us that is the beginning of a long and fulfilling relationship with knitting. For me, it was a disaster.I was much better at crocheting. I stuck to the single hook for ages. I had a brief fling with knitting again in high school. I had been cast as Anne in The Diary of Anne Frank and when I read that Anne gave her father a knitted scarf for Hanukkah I realized that to be...

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This was a message on Spindlers:Gentle Spindlers, What an amazing group of spinners and knitters you all are.. I’m so impressed by what all of you are accomplishing as we knit (and spin) for the gold! For those of you with blogs, they are beautiful and inspiring records of what you’re working on. Heather — don’t give up. Love your “Team What the Hell Was I Thinking”. I speak for myself when I say I’m a...

Standing the whole way to and from home on the train really REALLY stinks. So, no knitting today. Tomorrow, though, I go see Cousin Dan in the Moot Court trials and I plan to knit while I listen to his brilliance.And, for my sock knit group–here’s what the Cherry Tree Hill sock yarn knits up like. These are on my cheap-o sock blockers. The variegated yarn is the CTH and the purple is…someone elses yarn. They were the same...

O woe is me that the days of the Medici are gone? What I wouldn’t give for a benefactor! I could have knocked this puppy out so fast had I just been…kept.Sigh.This is what I did yesterday and today on the train. Getting a few more rows done tonight, but blast it all, if work doesn’t keep rearing it’s ugly head.Gargh!!!However, I thought those of you who are actually reading my blog (but not commenting?) might like to see...