Archive for circular needles

Hey, hey, we’re the Monkees

I was commissioned to make a pair of Mike Nesmith-inspired wool hats recently, after somebody saw the one I made for Aidan last year.  So here they are.  I like these a lot better than Aidan’s, actually, which was done on a loom, and totally improvised. I improvised these, too, but I’ve got more experience [...]

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Ruffled

Well, I did it. I knit myself a sweater. And I didn’t go completely batty with impatience, as I at one time thought that I might. And I even did it without making too many horrible mistakes. Two rather significant errors I made managed to cancel each other out, so no worries there. I did [...]

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January Knitting

Fair Warning: here begins approximately three months of moaning about the cold and longing for spring.  What can I say?  It’s  a little ritual of mine.  Do you know what else appears to be gaining ritual status for me?  January knitting. By the time supper is cleaned up, homework is done, and the kids are [...]

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Boys and their hats

Every time I sit down to blog lately, my head fills up with lazy thoughts: I don’t feel like uploading my photos to flickr; I don’t know what to write about; maybe I’ll have a quick peek at my email first.  And on and on.  Until here we are six days since my last post, [...]

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What else is Saturday morning for?

If not mis-matched pajamas, Mommy-made wrist-warmers, and Wii? My 2-at-a-time experiment went well – I think it was probably a smart idea not to complicate the process of learning to work two items together by also trying to learn how to make socks at the same time.  At least for a newbie like me.  I [...]

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If loving Malabrigo is wrong, I don’t want to be right

I’ve been eager to give the technique described in 2-at-a-time Socks a try.  Nevermind that I’ve never used a circular needle.  Nevermind that it’s November and I have 101 other places my creative energy should be channeled.  Nevermind that socks are not easy.  Nevermind all that. Practical matters somehow always end up pushed aside when [...]

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