Stacks
Anyone want to wager a guess as to how may outraged emails I'll get for hastening the downfall of our nation's youth or advocating scandalous behavior? Part of the Stacks series. And as always, you can click to see a bigger picture if you'd like.
Book Yarn, Part VIII
It's been an awesome day at Chez Violence. As of close of business today, I have sixteen (out of an eventual twenty) of the projects for Book the Second here and blocked and petted and cooed over and tucked away safe out of reach of mischievous kittens. I know it is unbecomingly immodest, but if you got me alone in a quiet corner, I might just confess to being really really pleased with all of these projects. On the left is Schaefer Yarn Company in Chris in the color Pomegranate. This is a soft, lofty, 80/20 merino nylon yarn. It's [...]
Book Yarn, Part VII
You thought I'd forgotten, didn't you. I didn't, and there are more than six sets of yarns in the book. I've just been a wee bit busy. But I'm sneaking back in to add in the next of the book yarns. There are three more after this one. On the left is Sanguine Gryphon in Traveller in the color Ireland. It's a lovely, smooshy, 4-ply merino. It's marvelously lofty (and so warm), and Sanguine Gryphon's colors are splendid as always. On the right is Sanguine Gryphon in Bugga in the color Oleander Nymph. Bugga was one of the first merino, [...]
Lest You Fear I’d Forgotten
I did actually do some knitting on the trip. Not much mind you. Between the classes, the beach stomping, the rampaging up and down the coast I didn't have much time for knitting. But I did finish up the first sock and start on the second. And even more important, I totally took advantage of the biggest tree stump I've ever seen (easily twice as tall as I am and plenty big enough for you and three of your closest friends to climb inside) to snap a quick picture. See? All swoopy and soothing and sanity-protecting. They are likely to [...]
Sock Summit Part V, In Which Yarn is Obtained
I always feel a bit of a need to apologize for the yarn that I buy. I feel like I should justify it or explain it or excuse it. But really, that's silly. This is my business, and it requires yarn. So I bought some. I have a suspicion you might like yarn too, so I thought I'd share it with you. And just so you know, Barry is not generally allowed on the table, but I was feeling guilty about having been gone, so I couldn't bear to shoo him down. The picture gets alarmingly big if you click [...]
Home Safe
We, the kittens, and the suitcases are all home safe. A bit tired and a bit disheveled (well, we and the kittens are, the suitcases appear fairly unfazed by their trip), but in one piece. I will report back with more yarn, kittens, beaches, sea life, and attack clouds once I've had a bit of a nap.
Sock Summit Part IV, In Which We are Menaced by the Deep
The last time I came to Sock Summit, I rather over scheduled myself. I booked a class for each class period, I planned to attend some of the after class activities, and I intended to explore the area a bit. I should have known better. I am only social in small doses, and I must retreat to a hotel room/car/cave to recover in between. I'm sure this isn't the most flattering aspect of my character, but I don't seem to be able to do much about it, so I work around it. Last time I ended up finding another student [...]
Sock Summit Part III, In Which More Knitters and a Bit of Yarn are Located
The second day of Sock Summit was marked by less flailing and more shopping. I started the morning with the always-charming Mr. Habit's class on tessellations. Then I hit the market to pick up one or two things I hadn't grabbed the day before. Then maybe one or two more. Along the way I ran into lots of lovely friends I don't get to see often enough and made a few new ones too. The afternoon was spent with the talented Ann Budd in her marvelously informative class on cast-ons and bind-offs. Then I may just possibly have swung back [...]
Sock Summit Part II, In Which Knitters are Located
As we wandered around the city on Wednesday, we had detected the faintest hints that there just might be knitters in the area. I saw the occasional shawl (shawls being worn in public in July often mean knitters are about), someone was working on something at the restaurant where we had dinner, and of course Powells had a bit of a display. But none of that is adequate preparation for the spike in knitter density as you approach the Convention Center. The Boy drove me over Thursday morning. As we approached, it quickly became clear that I was among my [...]
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