Oh, and for those curious, I have begun a 365 project. I am keeping it confined to flickr most likely, but feel free to click through and take a gander.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
In which there is divine inspiration
I was minding my own business doing some homework and most likely daydreaming about a project I had promised to make for a co-worker when all of a sudden the clouds parted and I was bathed in a warm light, and I knew what I must do. Shibui. Stripes. Sockhead Hat (yes, another one). All feels like a little bit of something divine.

Oh, and for those curious, I have begun a 365 project. I am keeping it confined to flickr most likely, but feel free to click through and take a gander.
Oh, and for those curious, I have begun a 365 project. I am keeping it confined to flickr most likely, but feel free to click through and take a gander.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
In which I eat well once in a while
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
In which I try to find a pattern
Monday, May 24, 2010
In which there is no knitting
Hey there people!
I know, long time no update, and I don't even have any knitting to show - I'm between projects.
But I have been making just a bit of time lately to play around with my camera at least (in between school and work).




And you may have noticed that I am not a huge fan of posting photos of myself, but it's been a while, so here you go.
I know, long time no update, and I don't even have any knitting to show - I'm between projects.
But I have been making just a bit of time lately to play around with my camera at least (in between school and work).
And you may have noticed that I am not a huge fan of posting photos of myself, but it's been a while, so here you go.
Friday, May 7, 2010
In which a project begins anew
Friday, April 23, 2010
IN which I am very thankful
So, I don't have too much to say.
Laminaria, Harrisville Designs New England Shetland (Loden Blue), 4.0mm for the shoulder are, then 4.5mm for the bulk of the shawl. Photos are taken on a queen size bed - this shawl is LARGE. I love this pattern, I love this yarn (as always), I love this shawl - 7 weeks from start to photos. In the next few days I will be shipping this out to Philadelphia to the absolutely incredibly lovely Andrea, who graciously heeded my plea and gifted(!!!) me the camera which I used for these very photos after my old one died. I am still working out the camera, but maybe Andrea will have some in-use shots for us all once it arrives! Not to belabour the matter, but THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK Andrea!
Just enjoy the photos.











Laminaria, Harrisville Designs New England Shetland (Loden Blue), 4.0mm for the shoulder are, then 4.5mm for the bulk of the shawl. Photos are taken on a queen size bed - this shawl is LARGE. I love this pattern, I love this yarn (as always), I love this shawl - 7 weeks from start to photos. In the next few days I will be shipping this out to Philadelphia to the absolutely incredibly lovely Andrea, who graciously heeded my plea and gifted(!!!) me the camera which I used for these very photos after my old one died. I am still working out the camera, but maybe Andrea will have some in-use shots for us all once it arrives! Not to belabour the matter, but THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK Andrea!
Just enjoy the photos.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
In Which I Am Once Again A Danger To The Public
While taking the ferry over to the mainland for a short day trip, I was reminded once again of why I am a very dangerous person.
With an hour and a half on board with nothing to do but enjoy the lovely scenery, I figured "Hey, why not bring my knitting with? It's not like I have homework or anything to do!" I found myself a quiet corner seat, away from the main thoroughfares, so as not to spread my seditious actions far. Despite my past experiences with voyeuristic knitting, I felt it was still a good idea.
Hah.
Scenario 1: A middle aged gentleman, clad in a dark suit, to most a fine, upstanding fellow, stops in front of my seat. Stares at me. Looks me up, down, up. Stares at my knitting. Looks down, up, down. Stares at me. Moves on. Altogether, he spent nearly a good three minutes of the trip standing about 45 centimetres from me, apparently reviled by my actions.
Scenario 2: A toddler is walking with her mother along the aisle, stopping at most seats, babbling, playing with passengers coattails, etc… Her mother follows right behind, chatting and laughing with the passengers whom her daughter has been interacting with. Toddler gets to me, smiling and burbling, her mother takes one look at me, shouts "No!", grabs the toddler under the arms and whisks her away. The child immediately starts bawling.
Scenario 3: After having found my seat, an older-middle-aged lady sits besides me. Spends about five minutes worriedly watching me knit (her brows were beyond furrowed), then moves one seat over, and continues to watch hesitantly, trying to be subtle, but stealing horrifically obvious (and obviously concerned) glances my way. Five minutes later she departs, and does not return.
I had forgotten how shocking and inappropriate my flannel-clad, folk-music listening, shawl-knitting self could be. Remember, you are all warned, I am not safe!
P.S. Sorry for posting this without some photos, but I'm into the last big crunch week of term. I've got less than 40 rows to go on Laminaria though - it's still zipping, despite the fact that it is getting massive!
With an hour and a half on board with nothing to do but enjoy the lovely scenery, I figured "Hey, why not bring my knitting with? It's not like I have homework or anything to do!" I found myself a quiet corner seat, away from the main thoroughfares, so as not to spread my seditious actions far. Despite my past experiences with voyeuristic knitting, I felt it was still a good idea.
Hah.
Scenario 1: A middle aged gentleman, clad in a dark suit, to most a fine, upstanding fellow, stops in front of my seat. Stares at me. Looks me up, down, up. Stares at my knitting. Looks down, up, down. Stares at me. Moves on. Altogether, he spent nearly a good three minutes of the trip standing about 45 centimetres from me, apparently reviled by my actions.
Scenario 2: A toddler is walking with her mother along the aisle, stopping at most seats, babbling, playing with passengers coattails, etc… Her mother follows right behind, chatting and laughing with the passengers whom her daughter has been interacting with. Toddler gets to me, smiling and burbling, her mother takes one look at me, shouts "No!", grabs the toddler under the arms and whisks her away. The child immediately starts bawling.
Scenario 3: After having found my seat, an older-middle-aged lady sits besides me. Spends about five minutes worriedly watching me knit (her brows were beyond furrowed), then moves one seat over, and continues to watch hesitantly, trying to be subtle, but stealing horrifically obvious (and obviously concerned) glances my way. Five minutes later she departs, and does not return.
I had forgotten how shocking and inappropriate my flannel-clad, folk-music listening, shawl-knitting self could be. Remember, you are all warned, I am not safe!
P.S. Sorry for posting this without some photos, but I'm into the last big crunch week of term. I've got less than 40 rows to go on Laminaria though - it's still zipping, despite the fact that it is getting massive!
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