Jan 28 2010

The Year of the Pattern

Category: Designing — Mistress Rows @ 10:47 am

Those who know me well as a stitcher are well aware that more often than not, I design my own patterns. Despite having hundreds of books and magazines full of items to choose from, when it comes to non-sweater items, I am more likely to put together my own vision culled from my stable of stitch dictionaries. I mix and match components until I get what I want. Though it can be intensely frustrating at times, I really enjoy the process. My library is a source of inspiration and knowledge. The rest of the time my library serves as a welcome refuge for those times when I fall in love with a design, or my needs leave me wanting something ready at the get go.

My craft book library. The magazines will go on the opposite facing case.

I have declared 2010 is the year of the pattern. I already have a pattern template made up, and have since ‘08. While I released a couple of patterns in ’09, I’m not going to hold anything back this year. I worried for a long time about accuracy, and appearing self-important. The first part is more easily solved than I could have imagined. Not only do I have a few readers who love to do that kind of thing, but I also found a group on Ravelry for just this very purpose. The rules are clear, the group is very active, and it specifically states that there is to be no compensation other than honest appreciation. It’s 100% volunteer, and I believe it to be priceless resource to budding designers. As to having the temerity to self-publish? If I put my best out there, and keep up my professionalism, that’s all any reasonable person can ask.

So… would anyone like to test knit a scarf pattern? This is the one I’m considering submitting to Spin Off. Amy Clark Moore spoke to me about it at SOAR ’08 and said I should submit it for publication to the magazine. I can do that right now since the pattern is already written, but just in case I don’t go that route (or get rejected), I’d like to have a couple of test knitters already working on it. The pattern calls for a smooth, non-fuzzy, worsted weight yarn, but it doesn’t have to be exact. Something in the range of DK to Aran would be fine, and the pattern is easily adjustable. I need at least one person who’s willing to do it in a nice, busy handspun, and another who’s willing to knit it in a commercial yarn like Noro Boku, Cascade 200 Paints, or Knit Picks Shamrock. A yarn with multiple colors in the ply, or busy variegation is recommended.

A leafy start to the Modern Mob Cap.

Coming very soon will be a hat pattern I’m 2/3 done with. Assuming the decrease aesthetics don’t do me in, it should be ready for test knitters in 7-10 days. I’ve been photographing and formatting the pattern on the fly so this one should fairly fly out the door. It called the Modern Mob Cap, features a double thick, toasty warm brim, and calls for two contrasting colors of worsted weight wool, 50g of the accent color and 100g for the main body. I can’t wait to wear it!

Happily, there are at least three more patterns in my head just waiting to come out. It’s going to be an exciting year.

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Jan 27 2010

Genetic Whimsy

Category: Ramblings — Mistress Rows @ 5:00 am

I’ve been told that I was born with a white hair. It is, on my mother’s side, hereditary that we go white (not grey, but sparkling white) very early in life. By the time I was 20 I had one I could pick out easily. By the time I turned 25 I had a little hydra-like cluster in the baby fine hairs near my temple. As I approached 30 I had “more than 60″, which is when my husband gave up trying to count them for fun. Now that I’m 31 the white hair has literally exploded, and I find myself in an interesting position. The change is happening so quickly now that if you don’t see me for several months at a time, you might literally be shocked by how much white hair I have compared to before.

Hair down, no easily visible white.

Growing up I knew very well that I would go white prematurely. My mother had been dyeing her hair regularly from the time I was a toddler. I don’t, in fact, remember a time when she didn’t dye her hair. From brunette, to redhead, to her current various shades of blonde, our house was no stranger to the dye bottle. It was just a way of life for her, and not something I thought about in any negative way. I have, over the years, dyed my own hair various shades of plum or black. For my wedding I dyed my hair back to my original dark chocolate and had professional wine highlights put in. Frankly, It was awesome. Since then, over three years ago, I have dyed my hair only once or twice, and not at all in the last year. I’ve been curious, you see, about what I will look like with salt and pepper hair.

I have no sense of youth or beauty tied up in my hair. I can thank this healthy attitude to the practical knowledge that it has nothing to do with my actual age, and everything to do with genetics. People have always thought I’m older than I actually am, just because of how I speak and carry myself. Having white hair won’t change that fact. I think having white hair is kinda cool, and it makes what little I do with my hair more interesting by defining the waves and semi-curls in my hair. Don’t let the photo below fool you, there’s an enormous amount of white hair around my face, but for some reason it’s hard to photograph.

Hair up, visible white everywhere the hair is pulled back.

The question now, is what to do, if anything?

Do I care that white hair makes me look older? I don’t know. FAR more important to me is my good skin. Primarily blemish free aside from eczema flare-ups, I have not a single wrinkle. I can guess where my first will appear (a vertical line between my eyebrows), but I am happily line free. Thanks Dad, oily skin does have a plus side! Dyeing my hair will have me passing for a late-twenty-something for a very long time, I think. I’m more concerned that once I start dyeing it now, I’ll have to continue or face the dreaded skunk roots. One of the women I admired in my old guild had the most gorgeous corkscrew curly hair and it was completely steel and white colored.

If you have any white hair, how do you feel about it? Am I alone in being fascinated by this sign of genetic whimsy and social maturity?

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Jan 26 2010

Spinning FO: Saturn

Category: FO,Spinning — Mistress Rows @ 2:39 pm

Fiber: “Saturn”, Blue Faced Leicester from Seekay Craft
Wheel: Lendrum DT, 10:1 ratio whorl
Weight: 5oz/141g
Yardage: 1,252 yards, 2 ply
Diameter: Lace weight
Techniques: Spun worsted, plied from a cake.

Saturn

From the moment I dug through Carolyn’s stock, pre-Jersey, I knew that this BFL would be coming home with me. Never mind that my stash is large. No, never mind any hint of reason. The fact of the matter is that Carolyn dyes rich, moody colors, and I like rich, moody colors. Saturn spoke of the gloaming, that in between, twilight time when shadows are thick in the air. Every time I pulled this bobbin out someone complimented the fiber, people really loved the dyeing.

8 oz of BFL in "Saturn" from Seekay Craft.

I prepped the fiber by stripping it down the middle. I then pulled off a length to work with, opening it up and fluffing it out. With a few gentle tugs down the length the BFL blossomed into a silky, effortless spin. You know the fiber is good when it begs to be spun as thin as thread, and does so with absolutely no effort on your part. Spinning this fiber required nothing but endless patience, an unfortunate byproduct of very fine spinning. It took me much longer to spin the initial single than I would have liked because I was, at the time, only spinning at Knit Night.

100% BFL, "Saturn", dyed by Carolyn of Seekay Craft. Like buttah.

Once I finished the single it sat on the bobbin for a very long time. Being only the first of two 4 oz braids, I wasn’t sure what to do. I wasn’t in the mood to spin that fine (for that long), and by the time I was ready to do something about it, the initial bobbin had been sitting so long that I’d be plying a hyper fresh bobbin against a mellow old bobbin. In lace weight? It didn’t seem like a good idea to me. So what to do? Navajo ply it? Maybe, but I really to have an actual lace weight two-ply in my bag o’ handspun. That left only plying it against itself from a cake.

Like shadows and sunsets.

Have you ever plied a thread weight single from a center pull ball? A tightly packed, massive, center pull ball? Great care was taken, let me tell you. The fact that the center strand only snapped twice is a testament to that care. Amazingly, both times I was able to easily find the snapped end, though I thought for sure the first time I was a goner. It had snapped *inside* the ball. Be still my heart. Thankfully all it took was pulling out a tiny bit of yarn barf to locate it, and all was well.

I see a shawl in my future.

I was afraid of putting too much twist in the single, so initially this came off the plying head slightly under spun. After being passed around, the other Knit Night ladies concurred, and I ran that sucker back through. Strangely, both times Wendy and her husband were at my house. I knew I couldn’t re-cake that skein, it barely fit as a single and no way was it going to be rewound in one go as a two-ply. My solution? Spin it right off my free standing wooden skein winder. It worked like a charm! After being re-spun and given the usual scalding bath, beating, and dry by the fire, the skein passed inspection… no excess twist in sight.

Very, very fine.

I’m extremely pleased with this yarn. It’s everything I could have hoped for, and I’m tempted to knit with it immediately instead of waiting to enter it into Rhinebeck. I think I’ll wait, no matter how tempting it is. It’s not often that I spin a skein where I’m not picking out flaws. The fact that it happened to be made from my friend Carolyn’s roving is the icing on the cake. I bet she’d flip if it placed at Rhinebeck, I know I would if I were her! I have one more braid of this left, and since it’s brighter than the first, I think I’ll try spinning it in a different style for a separate project. The fun’s not over, not by a long shot.

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Jan 25 2010

Simple Things

Category: Friends & Fun — Mistress Rows @ 6:56 pm

My friend Amy, who I’ve talked about on the blog many times before, is one of those people who inspires me through her own thoughtfulness. I’ll never be half the woman she is, just through sheer scatterbrained-ness. Somehow she manages not only to remember all the big dates in the lives of her friends and family, but she does things like random acts of kindness. On Tuesday I found a package in the mail, small, and from Virginia. Inside there was a birthday card and gift card for Steve, and a knitted gift for me. Say what?

Simple Things

Just because she felt like it, she sent me this soft, delicately colored shawlette scarf. The colors are out of my comfort zone, but in a good way. I know this because I got compliments and a threat of theft when I wore it out to the local crafting night here in Athens. The pattern is Simple Things, and the yarn is from NH Knitting Mama, an indie dyer that Amy purchases from often. The yarn is soft, and it’s very warm, just the thing to help keep my internal body temp up in our chilly house! I wish I could have gotten action shots of me wearing it, but the lighting is awful at night when I wear it most.

Thank you for the lovely gift, it means a lot that you thought of me while knitting it. I can’t wait to see you in February for your birthday!

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Jan 25 2010

Manic Monday #198

Category: Internettage — Mistress Rows @ 2:36 pm

If you could only have one section of the bookstore to visit, which section would it be?
Oh, this one is easy. The fiction section. Surprised? Thought for sure I’d pick the crafts section? I wouldn’t be shocked at all if you thought so, especially given the enormous and publicly displayed fiber crafts bookcase. However, my bookish heart lies in the fiction section, specifically the supernatural and fantasy shelves. I love fiction, I love a really good story that sucks you into another world for a time and leaves you at the other end of it all feeling like you took a journey of the spirit. THAT is why I read fiction, why I read at all, and why I love my chosen method of unplugging my brain from all the things that demand of me, for that which I demand for myself. Give me magic and mystery, battles and lovers, heroes both shining and tarnished. And all of it the better with fangs, thank you very much.

If you could only subscribe to one publication for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Oh, this is a tough one. If we’re talking the fiber arts, I’d say Spin Off Magazine. I learn something every single time I open the covers, and I cherish my collection of spinnerly knowledge. If we’re talking non-fiber… definitely The Sun. We only subscribed for a year, but it was amazing. I definitely need to subscribe again. It’s full of thoughtful writing, challenging viewpoints, and stunning photography. And not a single advertisement. That alone is priceless.

What activity always makes you lose track of time?
Reading. Knitting and spinning is done while watching television or listening to podcasts, both of which have built in markers for the passing of time. 30 minutes, an hour, you know that the time is passing as each episode or movie ends. With reading, there is nothing but silence (or soft music), the page, and I. It is golden, and precious.

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Jan 21 2010

O’Dark Thirty Sale, 2010 Edition

Category: Friends & Fun,Loot — Mistress Rows @ 6:46 pm

Warning: Reading this post you’ll mostly likely be certain that I’m a manic airhead. I would like to point out that I’m only a manic airhead when I’m overstimulated and super excited. Like I was today. Ahem.

There are very few things that I’ll get up at the butt-crack of dawn for. Very. Few. Things. As it is I have to get up a half an hour earlier to compensate for the extra ten minutes it takes to get to work (strange math, I know). So to get up at at 5:30, you know it’s got to be something special, and on a workday too! This folks is what the O’Dark Thirty Sale will do to you. Don’t look at me like that, Robin had to get up at 4:30. Because I still underestimate how long it takes to drive through town to get back to Catskill and the bridge (stupid 30 MPH in town), I was running late. I flew, flew I tell you, all the way to Great Barrington. Thank Goddess there were cars in front of me in Egremont because there one of Jess’s cop buddies was sitting in wait, otherwise it was 70 any chance I could get. I pulled up in front of the store at 7:01 a.m. to find the perfect spot free, amazingly enough, and everyone still waiting to get in. Robin was near the front of the line, I was at the back.

The line was pretty long this year, recession shoppers are savvy!

Why all the trouble? Well, 40% off all yarn at the biggest local yarn store within an hour’s driving distance is quite the incentive. Even though they overcharge as a rule, as long as you know your prices, the sale still saves you anywhere from 20-30% off of ACTUAL retail. Considering the yarn store is approximately half again the size of my entire house, that’s pretty awesome. I go every year because it’s a tradition and an adventure, but because I really don’t “need” more yarn I keep my purchases to minimum. My spending money was cut by almost 40% with the new house budget, so I really had to save my spending money to afford it.

Robin ponders pricing.

This year none of my usual cronies wanted to go, but I was fortunate to have Robin to share the adventure with. Let me tell you something, this is a woman I can shop with when I’m on a mission. Unfortunately I had to be back to work no later than 9:45 for my performance review, so if we wanted to get breakfast we’d have to be super quick about it. She and I TORE through that place and we were on line waiting to pay by 7:36. Thirty six minutes! And it’s funny, it didn’t feel like we were rushing, just really focused. By 8 a.m. we were seated and starting to eat our breakfast at the Friendly’s across the street. Props to us!

Cars were lined up the full length of the street and then some.

I went in thinking I wanted to get an acrylic/wool blend, enough for the Stained Glass Afghan that’s been in my queue for a couple years now. Doing the math in my head, even on sale, it was going to cost almost $75 in Plymouth Encore, my favorite blend yarn. Holy crap! Yeah, that’s a lot of money for a crocheted afghan. I reconsidered. Staring at the Encore I noticed something I’d not seen before, they have a tweed… and not a tweed with clown barf colored nepps like so many others, no. This tweed has classy neutral beige nepps. ZOMG love. I kinda sorta bought two sweater’s worth, one in black (eee!) and one in a dusty lavender (double eee!). Yes, I did indeed buy yarn that wasn’t blue, teal, or a shade of red. You may be saying to yourself, really Tina, sweaters in mostly acrylic? Only 25% wool content? I say unto you, judge not, for heavy is the heart that knits a sweater in Cascade 220 only to find that it pills like a mofo when you look at it cross eyed. And for $$22 a sweater in a silky soft and more durable yarn, I am content.

Tweedy love.

I may have also had a little accident in the sock yarn room. But one of these, the brown one on the right, is for my Sole Food swap partner, so it’s not that bad. You see that? I bought something kinda yellow. We had quite the conversation about mustard colors today, Robin and I, for she is smitten with the shade, and I am not. Asking me, “do you think this will look weird on me” when holding up a skein of mustard Cascade 220 instantly promotes a logic loop, for mustard is automatically weird to me and therefore yes, you will look weird. *LOL*

L-R: Madelinetosh Sock, Colinette Jitterbug, Cherry Tree Hill Supersock, Colinette Jitterbug.

Whew. I blame the somewhat random and squee-ful tone of this post to wool fume over exposure. My brain is floating on a fog of wooly goodness, laughter with a friend, and enough greasy spoon cuisine to kill an ox. It was a good day, thanks Robin, for sharing it with me!

Robin and I. Robin believes strongly in action shots.

Oh, and my review was good too, praise Laneus.

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Jan 20 2010

Sole Food Swap Reveal

Category: Swaps — Mistress Rows @ 1:42 pm

Amy, swap organizer extraordinaire, once again put together a great experience in her Sole Food Swap. The premise to combine a love of sock knitting with a culinary twist, with the package including at enough yarn to make a pair of socks, something tasty, and a kitchen gadget. Other suggested items included recipes and a sock pattern. This was a one off swap, which was (frankly) a relief from the three month swap format I’ve been used to doing.

My upstream spoiler Michelle (the person spoiling me) sent me one of the best swap packages I’ve ever gotten. Steve thinks it’s the best, and I’m hard pressed to think of one that was more spot on. Please forgive the awful nighttime hallway shots, I did the best I could but it’s Upstate NY in wintertime, natural light is a fleeting commodity, one that’s entirely missing by the time I get home from work.

The food portion of the package was astounding! Friends of mine know that Steve and I are HUGE Alton Brown “Good Eats” fans. Huge. Over the years, watching the show, we’ve often thought that we really need to get a microplane instead of fighting with the flimsy grater we have now. Not only did she send a snazzy microplane, but she also sent whole nutmeg, another Alton-esque must have! I squeed at work, and weirded out my coworkers by drawing the plane from it’s “sheath” like a culinary version of the sword in the stone. Also included were gourmet sipping chocolate mix, vegetarian comfort food recipes, delicious dark chocolate bars, and hand embossed celestial note cards. My spoiler understood that I’m a raging carnivore, but true to her conscience, hoped I would like the meatless recipes for things like chocolate bar and mac & cheese instead. I can respect that, and I’m sure I’ll love them.

Culinary Goodness

The sock portion of my package was equally awesome, consisting of a beautiful skein of handpainted Stroll from Knit Picks (colorway Make Believe), the Moonflower sock pattern, and a tiny handknit sock and beaded charm. Michelle is also a huge Knit Picks fan, so she understands my love of the KP. My work-mom Connie thought that charm was the cutest thing she’d ever seen. She did, in fact, squee. True story.

Sock Oriented Awesomness

I love everything that you sent me, Michelle, thank you so much! I’ve had packages in the past, though thankfully not often, where it seemed like stuff was just randomly thrown in. Yours was not one of them. I’ll be adding your blog to my feed reader, and I hope we can get to know each other better!

Side Note: I thought it funny that while Michelle was MY downstream, she was Amy’s downstream in turn.

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Jan 18 2010

Inspiratus

Category: Bittersweet,Chez Chastinez,dyeing — Mistress Rows @ 1:30 pm

How is the house, now that we’ve survived the holidays and then some? The house is good, really good. We’ve had some misadventures with the furnace and a wonky fuel oil gauge, but we’re getting then hang of it. We have been blessed with recent gifts from friends, first with a free futon and later that day Wendy and Jody gave us a portable dishwasher! We’re thrilled, those two gifts alone have saved us many hundreds of dollars at a time when cash is thin on the ground due to having to pay up front for fuel oil. We’re going to need that futon too, Amy is coming to visit in February for her birthday! We can’t wait.

It’s hard to move into a house in the winter. The days are so short and cold, all you want to do is hibernate after work and on the weekends, but there’s so much that needs to be done. We’re getting things settled slowly, taking stock of what we can or need to do now and what we will have to tackle later. The house finally feels like ours, like our home. A lot of that stems from my early push to immediately fill the book case where my craft books are stored, hang my decorative metal votive sconces, and get piece meal curtains up on the living room window. Steve’s been wonderful, he’s really stepped up the challenge of weather proofing the house, getting things organized and moved, and of course keeping up with his eagle eye budget. Our next big task is getting the basement ready for my dye studio, which will unfortunately have to wait until the walls are insulated.

Sweet Nothings Lace Yarn in Cherry Bomb

Sweet Nothings Lace Yarn in Cherry Bomb

That didn’t stop me from fulfilling my first custom order of 2010, which came by way of a repeat Phoenix Fiberworks customer, an intrepid lace knitter named Linda. Linda’s blogless and not on Ravelry, which means I never get to see what she makes with my yarn. I have much to thank her for, she was very patient during my move and it was her order that spurred me to throw a few extra skeins in the pots and play. I need to make a sign that says “Dyeing is fun, you LIKE dyeing!” I still have such a hard time remembering that now that I’ve moved to kettle dyeing, and my Fibro is much more manageable, I LIKE DYEING AGAIN. That studio can’t be set up soon enough, seriously.

Guilty Pleasures Sock Yarn in Dragonfly

I think that kettle dyeing, and experimental over-dyeing, are truly the most fun I’ve had with yarn in a really long time. Monochromatic dyeing reminds me of a mysterious woman with hidden depths, there’s more than meets the eye at first glance. Over-dyeing, something I’m exploring only recently, isn’t as time consuming as I first thought… and really exciting. I started with dipping the sock yarn into the pot I was dyeing the Cherry Bomb lace in, but only for a moment. As I pulled it out I saw that it was satisfyingly mottled from pink, to blush, and some undyed areas. I used the exhausted water from Dragonfly to make up a pot of weak chocolate brown and voila! A rich blend of vintage pinks with a hint of caramel, and still not so “busy” that you couldn’t do cables or lace with it. Love. I even got them listed and up in the shop, go me.

Guilty Pleasures Sock Yarn in Pressed Petals

Most gratifying of all was the look on Wendy’s face when she and her husband came by to visit later that day. She liked the colors of the drying yarn well enough, and we talked about the dyeing, my choice in base yarns, and consumer tastes. I told her, touch the yarn, you’ll love it! Everyone really likes it when I do shows and it’s the first thing to sell out of. Well, wouldn’t you know, I’m not bullshitting and Wendy fell in love. Deep, abiding, ‘oh my god how much is it I want to take it home right now’ love. The happiness I get when my yarn makes knitters and crocheters happy is a rush that I need to remember as I build my plans for 2010.

Wendy and the sock yarn, sittin' in a tree.... K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

Because really, who wouldn’t be inspired when a customer has a reaction like that?

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Jan 15 2010

EVENT: 2nd Annual Stir Crazy Stitch & Spin

Category: events — Mistress Rows @ 2:38 pm

 

2nd Annual Stir Crazy Stitch & Spin
Saturday, March 6th from 12-5
Athens Cultural Center, Athens NY

Sick of winter already? Not getting out of the house for much in the way of fun? Join us for the 2nd Annual Stir Crazy Stitch & Spin! (Rav link*)

Yarnies of all stripes are welcome to attend, be they knitters, crocheters, spinners, weavers, or what have you. If your project is portable, come on by! There’s plenty of room at the Cultural Center for you to spread out and create while spending time with other like-minded men and women from the Hudson Valley.

This event is free to the public, though a small (day of), free-will donation to the Athens Cultural Center would be much appreciated by this volunteer run venue. In the spirit of community, if you are able to bring a treat to share it’s appreciated, but not required.

You can see pictures and a recap of last year’s event (at the Hudson Opera House) here.

* If you are a Ravelry member and are thinking about/planning to attend, would you do me the favor of marking yourself as such on the Ravelry events page linked above? It helps make the event look more attractive to people who are unsure and helps me get a handle on how many to expect.

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Jan 13 2010

Orifices, Lube, & Shafts

Category: Friends & Fun — Mistress Rows @ 10:58 am

‘Cause that’s how we roll at Knit Night. When we showed up there was a small group of “grownups” having coffee in our room. Within five minutes we cleared the room. I laughed so hard my face hurt.

Jess, setting up the driveband on her massive beauty.

Jess brought her new CPW and we oohed and aahed, of course. It’s properly awe inspiring, Jodi’s eyes were wide with wonder as Jess set up the antique beauty.

Jodi: (to me) “How come yours is so much smaller than hers?”
Jess: ” ‘Cause I’ve got a good six inches on her. Women can say whatever they want, but size matters!”

Oh yes, sometimes we are a bunch 12-year-olds on the inside, and we’re not afraid to admit it.

Come on Jodi, show us your sushi roll of love!

Speaking of the giant sushi roll of love, seriously? This woman, who is NOT really an enthusiastic knitter (she crochets), is painstakingly knitting a 16 foot, 15″ wide Dr. Who Tom Baker scarf for her husband. On size 5 needles. She’s been at it for over a year. Seriously.

Now THAT'S love.

As of this picture she had only 19 more rows of sage green to go. We are in awe, and I have to say is that he’d better damned well wear the thing! My husband play D&D with her husband, I’ll have to pass along that well-meaning advice through him. Marital bliss hangs in the balance.

Wendy: “…after all that, remember that fiber I was telling you about, the one I was Navajo plying?”
Me: “Yeah, the one you were sick of already?”
Wendy: “Yeah! It kept SNAPPING! And so when Jody (boy Jody, her husband) was standing over me asking what I could do to help I told him to GET IT OFF! He yanked it all off the bobbin and that was that. I kinda feel bad about that.”
Me: “Honey, if you hate the way it looks plied AND it’s pissing you off? I say: LIGHT THE F*CKER ON FIRE.”

Knit Night is good for the soul, in the same way that laughter is. Conveniently, one leads to the other in my experience. Case in point: I forgot to get a picture, but Jess spooged her wheel lube on the café floor. As it was a powder lubricant, it rather looked like what the movies tell me a line of coke looks like. The look on her face was priceless. Regardless, this was prime time laughing. We may not let her live it down. Oh, the pitfalls of wheel squeakage. Thank the gods that Jerry (the barrista) really, REALLY likes us.

I’ve been to other knitting groups in the past. Some were pleasant enough, but sedate. Some were uncomfortable, me being the youngest person there and wishing desperately for anything but kids and medical procedures to talk about. Others were patently snooty. We are not one of those groups. That’s the reason why Tuesday is my favorite day of the week.

Oh, and lastly, I wish I’d thought to take a picture because Robin came and showed off her first finished Fascine sock! Exciting, I tell you, exciting!

 

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