Knit One, Purl Too: A Knitlog

I am not a knitting quitter. I’m not really a quitter, period; I think persistence is a virtue that serves knitters well (e.g. the Slogalong - Cable and Rib and I are proud members). I have abandoned just one project in my years of knitting, and I was happy to do it, because [...]

There were so many people at the Ann Arbor Public Library on Sunday that latecomers (or those who simply wanted to sneak in a side trip to Zingerman’s, like my friend Jen and I) watched Stephanie on TV in the fourth floor conference room. On TV. The view was pretty good from what [...]

I can take a hint and I’m not going to spend a lot of time knitting a sweater that’s not the bee’s knees for my sweetie. Between that and the finishing of projects, I’m feeling…simpler.

I also got some book by these two knitters who like to make dishcloths and are fond of Rowan - you might have heard of it? Two cowgirls on the cover and log cabin knitting inside?

It’s just like the moment when you see a ding in your new car, and though you love it in spite of the ding, you love it a little less. Your mind wanders for just a tiny moment to contemplate the next new car, because the car with the ding is now “old”. I’m thinking about new socks.

Speaking of the end, I was truly sorry to say goodbye to Sharon, Rob, Matt, Connor, and my man Tate - the only dog I know who speaks fluent knitting (”What are you knitting? Can I lean against you while you knit? Your yarn smells like dog and cat - that’s awesome!”). See you all soon - I promise!

When your husband says “It will take five hours to get there”, confirm that this is five hours from where you are, not five hours from the Maine border, two hours behind you.

It may be the one yarn I’d take to a desert island with me, and I’ve touched angora.

But in the end, it all comes back to socks.

No problem! The stitches are small! It’s going inside a shoe! Socks give me the freedom to make mistakes, full speed ahead!