Really, after the kerffuflle with the International Olymp1c Committee (don’t want to denigrate the word, here) I’d considered not watching the bloody things at all. But the boys wanted to and we were bound for the beach which means lazy evenings so… yeah. I cast on. I’m knitting a marvelous little shrug (Layering Shrug by Juju Vail) with Team Sasquatch. Mine seems to be all fococked with gauge, but the pattern is pretty...

I learned how to make this shawl so long ago, I don’t recall the when or the where. I made a lot of them. They were easy—and because of this pattern I never had a fear of short-rows. I was doing them without knowing they had a name. Students who had just learned to knit in the wake of the 9/11 attacks helped me knit one for our principal (see below). You can see how lovely the shawl can be with completely random (though related) colors...