You are currently browsing the category archive for the ‘knitting’ category.

look, the world's a mess . . . mercury is in retrograde (so I hear) and a little country humor and knitting kitsch couldn't hurt, right?

Dateline:  Saturday, Nine June 2007. 



(also Christer’s moving day).

Three nuns, three girls, three guys and a partridge in a pear tree moving this penguin to her new digs.  Moving prayers please, this is a tough one.  Tsanks.

Knit for Peace
: March 21, 2007

Is Diorama-rama the new Knitting?

And the story that spawned the story….

More than one way to get a ferrari, apparently!


Read the rest of this entry »

Someone proposed that today be a day to dedicate ones knitting for peace.  Always happy to knit for peace.  Always happy to knit.  Always happy to work for peace.  Here is Randy’s Peaceful manifesto:

Knitting is a peaceful activity. Sheep are
archetypically placid. When they cross a road that you are driving
down,there is nothing to do but wait. It never crosses your mind to
honk the horn or try to drive around-where I live the sheep graze in
fields so rocky that you’d pierce your muffler if you tried-you just
turn off your engine and admire the ungainly woolly lumps brushing past
your front bumper. Knitting starts with the sheep.

I like natural yarns that are full of lanolin. That way I can feel
the life of this animal that needn’t give its life to yield up this
wonderful product that I use to knit. I fondle the yarn and start to
rack my brains and my library for inspiration. My knitted things have
no borders. I use a Swedish wool to knit mittens using a twisted
Eastern stitch. The mittens turn out not to be warm enough so I knit
mitten liners out of Chilean alpaca. The hat on my head is of Japanese
yarn knitted from a Norwegian pattern. I knit my hat in the round from
the top down and once I passed the awkward double point stage and
worked onto a circular needle I slipped into the meditative state that
arises when I knit stocking stitch in the round. My mind wanders, first
to my work day and then to the private part of my day, my family, my
friends, the wild thyme that the sheep graze on in the rocky fields up
the road. I become part of a world bigger than that enclosed by the
ends of the sofa where I sit knitting. My mind wanders through the
world that has led to the knitting in my hands and because I am
knitting, engaged in this quiet,peaceful activity that starts with the
placid sheep, my mind wanders through a peaceful world.

Knitters radiate peace. When I see a stranger moving a pre-natal
sock around and around a ring of double points he is engaged in
creating warmth for someone he cares about,an expression of peace. When
I see a friend with a lap full of grey alpaca lovingly being worked in
moss stitch for her new baby, her quiet handiwork sings peace.

I would like to channel this peacefulness. On March 21 every stitch
that I knit will be dedicated to peace. I would like to invite everyone
who knits to join me on that day. Will it stop people from hurting and
threatening and frightening each other, the antithesis of peace? Who
knows. When I knit on March 21 I will be saying with each stitch that
peace is possible, that human intelligence and compassion can triumph
over fear and greed, that terror and war can give way to discussion and

Knit on Randy.  Peace out, everyone.

The knitting olympics are over!  (Coincidentally, the olympics are too.) 

When I began the olympics I signed up to knit my first pair of socks.  After I cast on and began knitting them, I knew I had underestimated my own abilities as I was going to finish them in record time and have all this olympic time left over.  So, I challenged myself to do my first sweater too.  And I did. 

Both projects are finished – I’ve even worn the socks out in public as well as around the house a lot.  The sweater is for my sister’s daughter whose first birthday is next month.  I’m pretty sure having a new baby (she’s adopted, remember) is pretty time-consuming, so am taking the risk in posting the picture here. 

And here they are… my Olympic projects…  (gold medal to follow.) Ta Da:


I used Ann Norling’s pattern: Adult Basic: Socks, (Pattern #12), using the slouch variation with Moda Dea’s Sassy Stripes yarn.




Sweater pattern: Haiku from Knitty with Cascade wool yarn… I modified the pattern to do a two color version and it’s in size 1-2.





The Knitting Olympics Athletes Pledge

I, a knitter of able hands and quick wits, to hereby swear that over
the course of these Olympics I will uphold the highest standard of
knitterly excellence.

I will be deft of hand and sure of pattern, I will overcome troubles of
yarn overs and misplaced decreases. I will use the gifts of
intelligence and persistence (as well as caffeine and chocolate) and I
will execute my art to the highest form, carrying with me the hope for
excellence known to every knitter.

I strive to win. To do my best, and to approach the needles with my own
best effort in mind, without comparing myself to my fellow knitters,
for they have challenges unique to them.

While I engage in this pursuit of excellence and my own
personal, individual best, I also swear that I will continue to engage
with my family in conversation, care for my pets, speak kindly with
those who would ask me to do something other than knit, and above all,
above every stitch thrown or picked, above every cable, every heel
stitch, every change of colour, I swear this:

That I will remember that this is not the real Olympics, that
I’m supposed to be having fun and that my happiness and self-worth ride
not on my success….

but on my trying.

Let the games begin!

It’s official!  I’ve cast on 48 stitches for the first of two socks – my first pair.  I may post pictures as they develop.  I may not.  I’m using Ann Norling’s Adult Basic Socks pattern and Moda Dea "Sassy Stripes" yarn on size 3 double point needles.  (and even though the sight of these needles cause my mother to shudder, "You’re knitting with four needles?", I continue to knit in her presence.)  -As if I could stop-. (ever.)

Checke out the other 4000 knitters who are participating in the Knitting Olympics.  That’s quite a few more than the 2500 (or so) athletes competing in the "real" olympics. 

Check out Olympic Knitters on Frappr!

When a good idea comes along, good people jump on board.  What is the next good idea?


Hoping to make my country and my team proud, I’ve joined the Knitting Olympics. (You can read about the genesis of the games here -and if you are a knitter and haven’t discovered the harlot yet, oh boy, are you in for fun.)

Each player chooses a project that tests their stamina, challenges their skill and generally makes them a little weak in the head knees to imagine competing completing in 16 days.

As a member of the USA team, I am likely to be comitted to knitting my first pair of socks.  Go team!



My rigorous *ahem* training began in December when I started making these for women I know who’ve had mastectomies.  It’s an odd, odd task explaining what I’m knitting to others.  These are, however, much more comfortable than regular prosthetics and way better than what my Mom had been wearing for over 20 years since her mastectomy.  Additional bonus: I now have double pointed needle fever experience.

My Olymipic Entry?  Later, after much more thesis writing, I’ll show the yarn and the pattern (assuming I can ever decide on a sock pattern!)  Feel free to leave suggestions.

And you?  Are you up for a challenge?


April 2020