I have finally finished “Skippy” – so named because he’s the colour of peanut butter and a “jumper” – a basic pullover. I ‘ll not bore you with the number of times I knit the end of the sleeves – from mid-forearm down – too short, too tight, too short still…it went on and on; […]
I have finally finished “Skippy” – so named because he’s the colour of peanut butter and a “jumper” – a basic pullover. I ‘ll not bore you with the number of times I knit the end of the sleeves – from mid-forearm down – too short, too tight, too short still…it went on and on;
I have finally finished “Skippy” – so named because he’s the colour of peanut butter and a “jumper” – a basic pullover. I ‘ll not bore you with the number of times I knit the end of the sleeves – from mid-forearm down – too short, too tight, too short still…it went on and on;
I had to write to-day because, my favourite day of the year – December 21 is at hand. It is the day set aside to mark the winter solstice- the day that the sun stops going south and turns around to head north again. I know the Earth really tilts on its axis, but at
…among the sleeves with care….or something like that. If sleep does indeed knit up that ravelled sleeve of care, would we sleep better the more sleeves we ravelled, err knit? I say this because I have been knitting and ripping out the same sleeve for the 3rd maybe 4th time. First it was too big.
…among the sleeves with care….or something like that. If sleep does indeed knit up that ravelled sleeve of care, would we sleep better the more sleeves we ravelled, err knit? I say this because I have been knitting and ripping out the same sleeve for the 3rd maybe 4th time. First it was too big.
I had to write to-day because, my favourite day of the year – December 21 is at hand. It is the day set aside to mark the winter solstice- the day that the sun stops going south and turns around to head north again. I know the Earth really tilts on its axis, but at
I had to write to-day because, my favourite day of the year – December 21 is at hand. It is the day set aside to mark the winter solstice- the day that the sun stops going south and turns around to head north again. I know the Earth really tilts on its axis, but at
…among the sleeves with care….or something like that. If sleep does indeed knit up that ravelled sleeve of care, would we sleep better the more sleeves we ravelled, err knit? I say this because I have been knitting and ripping out the same sleeve for the 3rd maybe 4th time. First it was too big.
I think that we are very close to the sublime with these patterns; however, we may have been closer, sooner, had my “opinion” not intervened. Here’s what happened. About a month ago Renee of Bo Peep’s Wool Shop in Iowa contacted me about distributing her patterns. I looked at the jpegs and thought “WOW,” these
