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The story about Sir Humphrey reminded me of a poem by T.S. Eliot in his book “Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats” – the basis of the musical “Cats”. In fact I had had this particular cat in mind when I designed one of my cat mittens. Here is the first verse of the poem […]

One of my colleagues when I was teaching decided to develop her skills as an artist. I thought that this was a great idea given that as a history teacher she had already developed her memory. She also spent an inordinate amount of time reading about events in the past to make sense of the

Just as Salvador Dali can be a study in opposites, so too can the work of Debbie New – not the person – just the work. We have on the one hand teacups that melt and on the other a knitted vest as rigid as cement. At left is the Armoured Vest, an amazing work.

Thank you, Knitti-me for your request to see something done in Opal the colour that I suggested most resembled a seashell for the Venus Vest pattern. Kaleidoscope Wrap is knit in Opal. The soft peach tones melt into beiges and creams with hints of pink and blue. The dyer has tried to capture that gorgeous

Well, OK, so it needs a little work. Do you really need to know the time? Maybe we all could use a little break from “Time” now and again. Read on…. Playing around in my mind was the comment that I had quoted about Debbie New being the “Salvador Dali” of wool. (I have posted

Amaryllis always make me think of the work of Georgia O’Keeffe. That wonderful American artist who paints pictures of flowers – amazing flowers – flowers so big you could crawl inside them, like Thumbellina. The image of actually living inside a flower is so surreal, maybe even sublime. Just think. You would be surrounded by

To-day is Valentine’s Day or St. Valentine’s Day as it used to be called before St. Valentine was stricken from the roster of saints by the Catholic Church for seemingly not having created any miracles. I don’t know about that. He used to be reverred for his letters, mainly on the subject of love –

There are more signs of Spring in evidence even though our mild January has turned into a pretty frosty February -10c with wind chill factors. Don’t put those needles down yet. There’s plenty of time to wear out a mitten or two. Still Orion is in the Southern (oh, how I love that word) sky

My husband came home last night to say that a child had been born on the subway some where between Bloor and Wellesley. Now I have always considered one’s lot in life to be primarily an “accident of birth”. I know for many parents, birth is not an accident. It is generally a considered undertaking,

We are starting to see the signs of Spring. 1. In January the raccoons come out of hibernation. Some believe they never really go into hibernation, but the naturalists who write their columns, swear that there is a month or so when they are not knocking over our garbage cans, exposing our secrets to the