Ah, Sundays in Autumn. Canberrans eat brunch and talk about the Skywhale in terms either glowing or scathing; some bloggers find snail-shaped statues to ride like ponies; clear skies make picnics appealing but cold winds make them less so. And everyone knits. Or just me. Usually just me. I’m treading water, knitting-wise, which is not [...]
Also tagged garter stitchThy name is sock yarn. Having recently given up the ways of the sheep (and other yarn-making beasties), it was interesting trying to find a vegan sock yarn. Reading reviews on Ravelry, the only conclusion I could draw is that people only write reviews of yarn they loathe or yarn they adore, with the former [...]
Also taggedHere we have Red Friday enjoying what is probably its very last blocking. I hope so, anyway, because I’m getting bored with blocking and want to know if this cardie is a keeper or not. I knitted Red Friday the whole time we were away, helping family post-bereavement. I worked on it all the way [...]
Also tagged FridayI’ve just started a new knitting project (“project” is a bland word: it always makes me think of school assignments and public service initiatives. I should get another one, but when “knitting project” is the common term, who am I to rock the boat?) and we’re very happy. This is not to say there were [...]
Also taggedStill away from home, but on the move. We flew to another city, collected the car, and then hit the road. Next stop: wedding. A funeral and then a wedding within 24 hours. M drove, I knit. I mentioned my hotel room blocking? It was all for this: picking up a zillion stitches from one [...]
Also tagged Friday, Yarn makes it all betterI’m making socks. Big, thick, aran-weight yarn socks. These are excellent projects for many reasons. Reason 1. My feet are pretty cold: circulation pretty much stops in late March and restarts mid-September. I love thick woolly socks so I can (a) avoid startling anybody I accidentally touch with my feet; (b) cover up my pallid, [...]
Also tagged socksI dreamed I was showing M a whole bunch of handknits I owned: they were terrible, tacky, hairy things and I was indulgently smiling and admitting their flaws, but pointing out they were still worth wearing. M just shrugged and said “inethical”. Dream-bethini felt she needed to think about that. Awake-bethini agrees. So I’ve been [...]
Also tagged banging onLet’s talk knitterising. I just finished Recycled Red, a project that absorbed my mind, fingers and lap for nearly 12 weeks (not counting the time spent dithering before I cast on). An awesome project, and the whole time I was working on it, I planned to make another one as soon as I finished. In [...]
Also tagged banging on, Black CoffeeI’ve just started knitting a dress. I don’t pretend to understand this impulse. Let’s play bethini: Pyschoanalyst MD. For a very long time I resisted the urge to explore the possibility of knitting anything other than wintery woolly goods. Jumpers, vests, hats, mitens, etc. All good and proper, wool-appropriate things. Trousers, skirts, shorts and dresses; [...]
Also taggedAfter dithering for a bit over yarn choices (Black body certainly: red vs purple contrast? THESE ARE THE CHALLENGES THAT WRACK US AT NIGHT.), Gytha is damn near knitting itself. I get home from work and notice the yarn has rolled across the room. “Oh, that?” clack the needles, “kind of bounced off the couch [...]
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