Hello World!

Yikes,  it’s been a while hasn’t it?  Sorry for dropping the blogging ball for so long.  I guess I’ve been a little busy!  I managed to swallow a watermelon seed.

Big 'ol belly

Yep,  I managed to grow a whole new human!  As you can imagine, there’s been lots and lots of baby knitting going on.  So, my apologies right now to anyone opposed to itty bitty baby knits, birth stories and an abundance of baby pictures of my offspring.  I’m bound and determined to get back into the groove of blogging and there’s sure to be plenty of baby talk – so don’t say I didn’t warn you!

Here’s to new patterns, new posts and a new little person!


We’ve come a long way baby!

I spent the Memorial Day weekend with my grandmother, a fellow knitter who shared with me her sisters’ collection of vintage ‘Workbook’ magazines.  The Workbook was a home arts magazine published from 1935-1996 that featured a variety of home crafts from knitting to tatting, sewing, cooking and other domestic arts.  I found a treasure trove of timelessly chic patterns and comically dated looks.  I submit for your viewing pleasure….the latter.

Who hasn’t walked into their bathroom and thought “what this toilet really needs is a crocheted seat cozy”.  And, while you’re at it, why not a toilet tank doily?  It’s easy to see why this trend did not stick around.  The bathroom is no place for knits.

They guys didn’t fare much better than the toilets.  We all know fashion is cyclical, but I just don’t think the magenta colorblock turtleneck is coming back any time soon.  Honestly, the brown vest could look downright current with a plaid shirt untucked over jeans;  But it just can’t be taken seriously with those plaid polyester pants and enormous ‘cordless’ mic.

Think of the children!!!  I would like to extend my sympathies to every child whose doting grandmother knit them these outfits and whose mother made them wear it for school pictures.  I know I made some (ok, a lot) of questionable fashion choices as a child, but I am so thankful I was never forced to wear a tabard – hand knit or otherwise.

Lastly, the original snuggie!  And, much classier if you ask me.  Although, I think I could cut some arm holes in a sleeping bag and achieve the same result.  Can’t you just picture her hopping up to grab the telephone?  She’ll have a real advantage come potato sack racing season.

I got a lot of good laughs out of these magazines, but I most enjoyed thumbing through the same pages that my great aunts, grandmother and great grandmother did looking for inspiration.

Am I crazy?

OK – This story is making me take a serious look at my life – more specifically my love for knitting and for my pet.  The Willis’ here are modeling hand knit sweaters made by Ms. Willis from custom yarn; custom dog hair yarn, that is.  Read the full article here or see the video.  She spent years painstakingly saving their dog’s shed hair and had it spun into yarn for these sweaters. 

So, as you can see,  the media take on this is  “Ew..look at these weirdos, isn’t that gross?”   So I’m wondering if I’m crazy for thinking  “I wonder how dog yarn would knit up?”   Now don’t get me wrong – I have no plans to start saving the tumbleweeds of dog hair in every corner of my house for yarn making.  But, the more I learn about fiber arts and  yarn, the more I realize that hair is hair.  You know, that angora sweater is just rabbit fur that’s been spun into yarn. 

So I say –   Bravo Ms. Willis.  Your patience is to be commended and your white cardigan is lovely.  This is re-using at its best.  And to Mr. Willis – I wouldn’t wear your sweater during hunting season.  Better safe than sorry.

Felting Inspiration

I heart felted balls.  And they seem to be the hottest trend going right now.  I’ve looked at a lot of other wet felted projects but nothing seems as practical or playful as the felted ball.

I’ve collected some wool roving from Shepherd’s Cross and the Fiber Festival in the past weeks and I’m planning to roll up my sleeves and get felting this weekend.  From everything I’ve read – it seems pretty basic…get wool wet and soapy and roll it into a ball.  (Stay tuned for the inevitable post  “failures in felting”) But those simple wool balls have endless possibilities….

Merry Christmas indeed!  The fabulously creative Norwegians over at Pickles designed this amazing felted ball wreath.  I adore it.   If I could only summon the patience to make one for myself.

Speaking of patience,   can you imagine making enough balls for full sized rug?  A colossol undertaking for sure, but you’d have the world’s most beautiful rug to show for it.

Unfortunately, at my house it would become the world’s most beautiful dog bed.  Oh well… a girl can dream.


I’m thinking my first project will be some felted beads to string into a necklace.  Sort of the Wilma Flinstone look.

After that, who knows?  I’ll just take it one ball at a time.

a knitter’s best friend.

“oh, he won’t be any trouble” – famous last words.  When my sister agreed to take pictures of my recent projects at the park, I’m sure she didn’t plan on my dog Gibson playing as big a role in the photo shoot as he did.  But who can blame him?  There are all kinds things to sniff, swim in, climb on, and pee on at the park and let’s face it – the camera loves him.  Here are a few of his best shots.

she started it.

y sister, my knitting coach, my dentist, my former worst enemy, my friend.  I heard once that your siblings have a greater influence on who you become than your parents do.  My sisters and I have always had a lot in common and we have many shared interests – music, theatre, tin-foil barbie dress making, competitive dancing in our living room to the CATs soundtrack, and most recently, knitting.

I have my sister Kendra to thank for my newest passion and I love that it’s something we can share.  She taught herself to knit and oh so graciously passed her wisdom down to me.  She’s probably gotten more “what the heck am I doing” phone calls about knitting than she’d care to count but she’s always been my biggest cheerleader.  Thanks sis.