I decided to take a very short break to infuse a little color into my woolly world. My beloved Ash cardigan in stormcloud gray, as lovely as it will be, is not exactly a technicolor dream coat. Being the sort of girl who needs a lot of color in her life (as well as the sort of girl who can't commit to just one project), I thought I'd try my hand at a sweet little Knitty.com fingerless glove pattern
Imagine a day when knitting needles are welcome in the corporate boardroom. The thought is inspired by an important discovery I made today, namely, that knitting makes for more productive listening, especially in situations where concentration is needed over long periods of time. Allow me to boldly offer the following hypothesis: Knitting allows the mind to achieve an alpha state that is infinitely
Having fully recovered from my mock cable embarrassment, I find myself lost in the beauty of Brooklyn Tweed's Loft yarn. As anyone who's feasted on the BT lookbooks can attest, there's a very wholesome quality about Brooklyn Tweed yarn, and I truly believe it's what gives the sample garments pictured an extra edge in the character deparment. If you're the type of knitter who likes his or her stitches
Mock: adjective, 1) Not real I feel a duty to issue a global warning to all knitters everwhere (especially those of us who jump right into projects without reading through all of the directions first) that the word "mock" apparently does not apply to "mock cables." Imagine my shock in learning that the mock cables in Ash are cables that presumably aren't real cables but nonetheless require cable needles
Photo copyright: Jared FloodIt seemed somewhat appropriate that my year of all things Jared should begin with a pattern whose name is symbolic of transition. "From the ashes the Phoenix shall rise." I experienced profound loss in 2011 with the loss of my father, but I'm still standing and dreaming big. All symbolism aside, "Ash" by Amy Christoffers also happens to be a brilliant pattern strangely
Photo: Juneberry, the pattern that birthed an obsession.I am in love with Jared Flood. If not the man, then certainly his aesthetic. I know "love" may be a bold word given the circumstances, but how else to describe my affection for someone who perfectly captures my raison de knitting? I speak not about the act of knitting, but rather, the way it translates into a well lived life. I am talking about
