Today’s post is brought to you by the letter B. B is the beginning of a bazillion wonderful things. Like babies! My best knitting friend from Chicago is expecting, so it goes without saying that tiny handknits had to happen. This precious little pullover by Ysolda Teague is called Wee …
Today is day one of my two-day fall break. Despite the mountain of papers waiting to be graded, I was determined to get some knitting in. Not the knit a few rows before bed kind of knitting but some actual soul soothing knitting. As an extra treat for myself, I …
In honor of the first day of Autumn, I made blackberry buttermilk cake for lunch. It was this recipe, but with blackberries. It was very good. I was out of town for awhile. There was knitting and beer drinking in a hotel. There was knitting and coffee drinking in a …
I think I’ve mentioned that soon after we moved to the mountains, my father moved up from Texas to be near us. We love that, and I think he does too, but he misses his Texas friends. Well, for his 84th birthday this past week, a couple of them came …
Aaaaand another Tour de Fleece is in the books. Do you know about the Tour de Fleece? It happens every year at the same time as the Tour de France. It was the brainchild of a vey cool woman named Star, the blogger behind Keep on Knitting in the Free World. The idea was …
This is what I’ve been spinning for the Tour de Fleece. It’s Finn in the colorway “Little Islands” from the Spunky Eclectic fiber club. These aren’t colors that I’d normally pick, but I’m really enjoying the shades of blue and cream. One of the great things about being part of a fiber …
Today, I ate the best peach I’ve had in at least a decade. It changed everything. Since my last post, I’d managed to come out on the other side of my work nightmare and walk right into being really pretty sick. I ended up with my third case of shingles. …
It’s so nice to be back to knitting on Gramps. It’s knit potion, for sure. I didn’t realize I was missing sweater knitting until I dove back in and suddenly a whole collection of tense spots relaxed. During the Gramps hiatus, I’d convinced myself that the contrasting color I’d chosen …
No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. There may be countless trails and bridges and demigods who would gladly carry you across; but only at the price of pawning and forgoing yourself. There is one path in the …
I’m on a mission. My mom has a big birthday coming up on December 15th, and I spent so long trying to decide what to do for a gift that I backed myself into a knitting corner. I’ve given her a couple of knitted gifts recently, so I was thinking …
