So about this blogging thing . . . Yesterday turned out to be busy with routine things, and while there was certainly knitting, and while I thought about this blog, it didn’t seem like I had anything interesting enough to say to write it here and post it, especially since …
What do you do when you want to knit and not be talked to? Do you think people ever put their headphones on with nothing playing, simply with the goal of listening to no talking? I’m not saying I’ve done this or even seriously considered it, but the idea does …
I knew it!
Don’t you just love to see people knitting in unexpected places? Thanks to news aggregators and sites like Pinterest, images of knitting in extremis are increasingly easy to find. Especially if you look for them. Which I do. It’s not just that I’m curious about when and where people knit or …
Today was a present wrapping, cookie baking, napping, novel reading, knitting kind of day here at Casa Knit Potion. It was also a chance to catch up on a bit of knitting news, which included this article about “why knitting is hot again.” Count on Kaffe Fassett to get …
Today, I finished my grading for this term, and I took a shower. I refuse to let the fact that I changed from one pair of pajamas into another pair of pajamas detract from these accomplishments in any way. In addition to these highlights, I drank a lot of coffee, …
Wishing you light . . .
Knitters. Are you familiar with Mary Thomas? If not, then get thee to the library or book store and grab a copy of Mary Thomas’s Knitting Book. Holy cow! Here’s the first sentence: “If all the looms in the world ceased to produce cloth, and the art of spinning and knitting …
One of the great things about venturing into unknown territory is that, sometimes while you’re out there, you learn something new about the place you came from. Take my recent adventures with backwards knitting. I wanted to master this technique for the Lizard Ridge Afghan, which I’ll be starting for …
So about the cutest ever doggy sweater and my plans for the cutest ever photo shoot . . . It didn’t quite work out like I’d hoped. Not only would Lola absolutely not pose for the camera, but she wriggled out of the sweater the second it occurred to her …
