Lace Knitting
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Gray Knitting
We are having gray, wet days — and I have spent a lot of time on the road in the rain. Blech. Our Spring weather is so often gray, wet and cold. Did I mention the gray? And today at… Continue reading
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Fairy Tale Snow
It is snowing – really snowing! Inches and inches of snow! I feel as if I have been transported to some Scandinavian Fairy Land! And the absolute kicker is: I have nothing more pressing to do this afternoon than sit… Continue reading
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Nupps Oops!
So, I was getting pretty comfortable with the nupps on my Lily-of-the-Valley shawl. And although some of the first ones a little flat, over all they are pretty consistently nupp-like. Then, as I was knitting along I hit a nupp… Continue reading
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Summer Lace
Lace is ideal summer knitting. I think I could happily sit on my deck and knit my lace pieces until September! Our summer weather has finally arrived and I am delighted. Although I had feared that the initial nupp-less… Continue reading
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The Battle Of The Nupps
“Always practice unfamiliar techniques on a swatch.” Sensible advice – and I practiced my nupps (the “bud” stitch in Estonian lace knitting – rhymes with “soups”) for several days while waiting for my circular needles (Addi-tubo lace points) to… Continue reading
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Summer Solstice 2010
It is the First Day of Summer and I am writing this post out on our deck – which is something of a miracle considering the dreary drippy weather we have been having! And what better way to ring in… Continue reading
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Lace Dance
This month has been busy with three trips — to Spokane to see my son Geoff’s show, then to Portland for family meetings last week, and on Wednesday my daughters and I are headed to Napa! I have been knitting,… Continue reading
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Lace Yarn
I finally did order the lace yarn (not exactly with Sarah's blessing, but with her forbearance!). I decided it was my birthday present to myself. "Then you can order it on May 13th," said Sarah. "Ah, but my present will… Continue reading
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Spring Is Nearly Here
St. Patrick’s Day always feels like part of Spring’s official parade – sort of like the Grand Marshal riding in a snazzy convertible right after the banner and the drum corps. I suppose the daffodils are right in there too.… Continue reading
Warty Bobbles 