14 January 2017

New Year


The coming of a new year makes me feel somewhat obligated to write some sort of piece on the theme. However I find myself with little to say. Rather, I may have a lot to say but no appropriate words. The holiday season was exhausting, involving as it did a string of obligations mixed with disappointments. 
So I choose for now, to be quiet. I am however, making, making, making. Many projects are on the needles. I knit every day, sometimes for several hours and that's enough until my voice and other enthusiasms return. 

31 December 2016

Festive Hats



I made  a lovely hat for The Daughter for Christmas but wrapped it before getting a photo. What a shame. So, of course, I cast on another hat. This time it's lovely and natural wool from Topsy Farms. It is so full of lanolin that it is actually moisturizing my fingers as I knit. What could be better in the cold dry winter?

23 December 2016

Season's Greetings


 Well, winter has arrived here in Condo-land. Our favourite walk to look at the city became a glorious ice palace last week. Thankfully we are warm and safe in our little space. The groceries are in the fridge, the wine is ready, the presents are wrapped and are waiting the arrival of their recipients tomorrow. I have one more shift at work tonight and then it is officially the holidays here.

Have a joyful and peaceful holiday season my friends.


11 December 2016

A Gift Completed

Pattern: Firefly by Jennifer Hagan
The Knitter's Book of Socks
Here is the latest pair of socks blocking on water bottles. I don't usually block socks but these being the Christmas gift to the person who pays The Daughter's salary, it seemed appropriate. It really is a pretty green, isn't it?

04 December 2016

Seventies Nightie Chic


I've gotten into the habit of, when a loved piece of clothing finally wears beyond repair, clipping a swatch of the fabric to keep. So, when my favourite cotton nightshirt completely fell apart this summer I cut a square of the blue paisley from the hem for future use. I knew I wanted it to be a paper doll dress.

Examining the swatch last weekend, I was reminded of those patchwork skirts and vests the older girls wore when I was a child in the 70's. Have you seen them? They were fashioned from shades of denim and various red and blue handkerchiefs? Add gold hoop earrings and sandals. I thought those girls were so pretty.

This is my little craft homage to the style. Instead of handkerchiefs and denim, we have wrapping paper, magazine clipping, and nightie scrap. Ephemera made on a gloomy afternoon.



25 November 2016

Newsflash! Fall KAL Done Before Winter.


Jameson was done a while ago but, for the life of me, I cannot seem to get a decent picture of me wearing it. I've finally decided that it's better to post mediocre pictures rather than let the project languish undocumented even as I wear it again and again.

I love this sweater! Knit in Fiddlesticks Luscious Tweed, it's light to wear yet warm as can be. I knit the cowl loosely and with not quite the recommeded depth, so it falls nicely forward or to the side if I please. My only complaint is the width. It blocked out wider than I anticipated and with the waist shaping, that means it flairs out too much in the hip area. Thus the sweater is unflattering on me when worn with fuller skirts. On skirts with no gathers, such as the one in this picture, it goes beautifully. If I were to knit it again, I might leave the shaping out and slim it just a touch, maybe 4 stitches in total.


It's been a long time since I knit a pullover. I find I get bored with sweater size projects and my attention gets drawn by other new and shiny accessory projects. This time I buckled down and stayed monogamous. The cables kept it interesting and then the finishing was fast and easy. Great pattern!
Here's hoping I get a good photo of it someday.

11 November 2016

As the Mist Leaves No Scar

As the mist leaves no scar
On the dark green hill,
So my body leaves no scar
On you, nor ever will.

When wind and hawk encounter,
What remains to keep?
So you and I encounter,
Then turn, then fall to sleep.

As many nights endure
Without a moon or star, 
So will we endure
When one is gone and far.

Leonard Cohen
The Spice-Box of Earth 
1961



27 October 2016

Sock Yarn. Darn.


Cute pun in the title, right? No? Ah well.

Hiilarity ensued at the LYS on Tuesday. The Daughter has asked me, once again, to knit socks for a friend as a Christmas gift. Crikey. Of course I said yes, because I love pressure.

As I was passing the LYS that day, I texted her. Why don't I snap a few photos and she can tell me which yarn to buy? What colours does the friend like? 
Green, pink, purple and gray? I grab every solid and semi solid of those colours (except gray. I just can't knit to deadline with gray) and start snapping.

Well after much texting back and forth and photo taking, we had it narrowed down to these two. My feet hurt. I'm hot, I want to go home for tea. She is taking forever to decide and respond.
So I tell her that I am buying them both and she can decide later. The leftover one can be socks for her.
"Yes please!", she responds. 
Sigh.


21 October 2016

My Cute Accessories Are Condiments


There is an interesting discussion going on in the comment section at Knitted Bliss. Her post about not participating in Slow Fashion October has obviously struck a nerve with many. Socio-economic privilege, aspiration "hipster" blogging, and yarn snobbery are all being discussed. Head over there to read the many fascinating comments. I especially enjoyed the link to Bristol Ivy's Instagram post on the subject.

The blogger comment I love the most states that she is,
"getting tired of seeing the same type of pics every single day: beautiful yarn with cute accessories around, or the legs stretched out on a beautiful blanket or couch, knitting."
I know exactly how she feels.

Well. Miss Agnes, here is my response: Me in my natural habitat - the local diner with a pint, a plate of food, maybe a book or two and, of course, knitting. The food is plentiful and cheap. The yarn was on sale. There are sports on the TV with the volume turned down so the gentleman in the corner can read his paper. The waitress knows my beer and brings it without being asked. I was a regular fixture there for years and no one thought it was odd to see an older single woman knitting away on a Friday night. When told him I was moving, the fellow at the cash, who always calls me My Dear, said to make sure to come back and visit. And I do. The other day I had errands in the neighbourhood so my Fall KAL Jamenson sweater and I lunched at my usual table.



18 October 2016

Wool

Don't you just love wool? With the cooler weather, a knitter's fancy turns to woolen cardigans. Well, this knitter anyway. 

No, I haven't abandoned my promise to stay true to the Jameson pullover. However, I picked up this traditionally Canadian Briggs and Little Regal a few weeks back at Romni Wools. It is to be my future Mary Mead. Anyway, on Sunday we were browsing the local antique market when I came across these vintage buttons. The gold painted glass is going to be a perfect compliment to the off-white wool. This happy find gives me even more inspiration to get through the Baby Cocktails KAL and onto my next project. It's all sweaters here these days.

07 October 2016

A Beach, A Channel, Cables



With the passing of time, if one is lucky, or at least trying hard enough, one gets to know oneself. What I know is that when I get antsy and start to feel trapped, I need to get out, out, out. I forget this sometimes and let the negativity build up to a toxic level. Then it comes back to me - feet tramping on earth, air in lungs, open space - that's what I need. 

We have been blessed with unseasonably warm weather here in the city. It's October? Really?  So, yesterday, in a just a t-shirt, my favourite skirt, and a pair of sneakers. my bike, my knitting and I went for a wander.