Tuesday, December 9, 2014


Joining in with Jodi: "A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Otto: Looks like we may have to fore-go our usual cookie making this year, as we made gingerbread once and it's now all Otto wants to eat, all day, everyday.

Lilo: Gave us quite a scare this week and had a hospital stay via the Emergency Room.  I knew she was starting to feel better when she woke up and wanted to play with her glowing toe.

I'm feeling emotionally very raw and worn out from the events of this past week.  I spent several anxiety and fear filled days holding my sick baby girl, and worrying like I've never worried before.  My heart goes out to all the parents out there whose children are sick with more serious and long term illnesses.  Lilo is 95% better now and at home.  Still, all of us are out of sorts and our routine is not quite back to normal.  I've never been happier to have us all under one roof though.


Tuesday, December 2, 2014

46, 47/52

Joining in with Jodi: "A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Otto: Typing.  /Always wants to be naked, always wants to help bake cookies.  I made him at least put on underwear before the both happened together.

Lilo: Interacting more./ Her usual reaction when anyone else holds her.

I've dropped the ball on this project for sure!  (And most other things lately.)  For 48/52, check out my Instagram, as I didn't get to the real camera for portraits this week.


Thursday, November 13, 2014

Knitwear I Have Loved

I've been trying to minimize the 'stuff'' in our house for months and months and months.  Carloads of things have left to the Goodwill, and I've become more and more ruthless as more stuff has left.  Where at first I had a hard time letting go of things I've begun to make snap judgements: Have I used it in the last year?  No.  Gone.

Until this.

A bin full of handmade scarves, hats, etc. under our bed.

That we hardly ever, probably actually never wear anymore.  Each of these pieces had their moment in the sun (literally), but they have each in turn now been sent under the bed never to see the light of day again.

Their hand knit stories (from top to bottom in the top photograph)...

Beautiful and funky, a gift from my hubby many years ago, but just not really my style.  We were yarn shopping together (like you do when you're partner is a knitter too), and he very casually asked me if I liked the yarn.  It later showed up wrapped under the Christmas tree.

My first ever knit gift from my husband, who, at 17 years old, was actually not my husband yet.  Well loved, old and worn to tatters over many years of wear, so long you have to wrap it twice around your neck or it drags on the floor.  (Remember when chenille yarn was all the rage?)  So sentimental, and so very well loved at one point, I just can't bear to let it go.

Yarn I bought in the Navajo Nation, where I was entranced by the rich spinning and weaving history.  I knit it up years later, stitching away in grad school lectures.  And-oops-darned if the infinity scarf wasn't twisted when I joined it in the round.  And is, naturally, still twisted.  (There's a little hand dyed/hand spun in there too.)

Yarn bought on a high hill town in Tuscany.  I vividly remember sitting on a wall in the warm afternoon sun, knitting and looking over those very same Tuscan hills.  The two different yarns I used were clearly not the same weight.  But still, all I have to do is look at it and months of amazing Tuscan days and their lovely peace of mind come rolling back over me.

Recycled silk.  My bohemian stage.  Enough said.

When bulky was all the rage.  I'll be darned if this monstrosity, knit double, super long, super wide and super thick, doesn't have a sweater's worth of yarn to unravel.

So there you have it.  My hand knit treasure trove from under the bed that I'm having just the hardest time letting go of, despite the fact that they never get worn.  Our knitting skills have progressed, and well, what do you do with your early mistakes, your early knitterly loves when you've come so far and made much more beautiful things?  Multiply this by two knitters in one house, and well... there's more where these ones came from.

So what to do with these?  What do you do with your old hand knits?  Because I'm stuck.

Sunday, November 9, 2014


Joining in with Jodi: "A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Otto: He had to have this tiny cabbage from the farmer's market. 

Lilo: Plump and squirmy these days.


Sunday, November 2, 2014


Joining in with Jodi: "A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Otto: The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind, and another, his mother called him "Wild Thing!"

Lilo: Somehow ironic, since I'm the one that feels like a cow...


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Aubrietia & Pom Pom Quarterly

The preview for Pom Pom Quarterly, Winter 2014 is out!  And I'm very pleased to introduce you to Aubrietia, my newest design which is in the issue, among so, so many great designs!  Head on over to Pom Pom Blog or to Ravelry to check them out!  Can't wait to get my hands on the print edition!


Joining in with Jodi: "A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Otto: He's always either bored or causing trouble.

Lilo: Reaching for things now, waking up to the world.

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