Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Out to Pasture
I love these skates but I need to replace them. At about $700 (yes, you read that right-that's a lot of yarn) this is much easier said than done. I had always said that when the time came to retire these skates I would be done with this skating thing-but I am not exactly ready. It's a good thing I put all that money I made teaching classes this season aside because I know what it is going to be used for. Blisters-and lots of them.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
This is Undine and you can find the free pattern here and some of this gorgeous hand dyed yarn here.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Baby, Baby, Baby
Info on the patterns used can be found here.
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
A Winter's Worth
Friday, February 22, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
The Magic Word
Vraiment trés gentille mon amie!
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Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Arietta is progressing uneventfully. Thank goodness. Here at winter's end I find myself with very little patience. I need sunshine and lazy days. The morning I took these photos out on the deck it was a blustery 27 degrees and I made myself so sick from the cold and wind that I spent the rest of the day in bed with a monster headache.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Out of Hibernation
#42 Motif Wrap from Vogue in case you are interested.
This time instead of joining it where I thought it should be joined, I laid it out, gave it a good stretching and actually counted the loops and compared it to the joining diagram.
I worked like crazy on it for the rest of the spring-and then stopped. First it was the TdF taking up all my time and then it was the Ravelympics (or whatever we decided to call it) and then it was Rhinebeck and then it was new grandbaby knitting-so it was put in hibernation and forgotten.
I pulled it out of hibernation and was tempted to lose it forever due to its extreme lop-sided wonkiness until I saw how darn pretty that mohair was. I couldn't waste it.
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