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Weekday diversion

I’ve admired Jen Leak‘s felted flowers for a long time now. She makes and sells them at Six Loose Ladies Yarn shop where I shop sit one day per week. Each one is beautiful and unique, embellished with yarn or beads and made to be worn as a pin. Jen also makes felted vessels for sale at the shop and I blogged about a class I took a class from her here. She gave a class in flower making today and I took it in. It was full of lots of little girls on vacation from school for the week and their mothers but there were 4 of us ladies taking it too. It was quick and fun.


Happy Valentine’s Day

Now that all my valentines have arrived at their destinations, I can publish them here.

Three little monkey ones:

and a doodle:

Languishing project #2 – completed

After finishing up the first sock just fine, I messed up the second one on the very last thing: the Kichener stitch which finishes the toe.  I ended up with two holes that should not have been there. Darning knob and duplicate stitch to the rescue.  And if you ask to see the toes of my new socks, I just might refuse to show you.  But then again, maybe not.  It’s a pretty good fix.

I’ve already started another pair, this time for Ellen.  Same yarn (Tofutsie), different colorway.  Oh, and a few less stitches.  Should go much faster, don’t you think?

Only one more languishing project in the knitting bag.  This one is a bit trickier – lace.

Cabled Baglet

I was gone from blogging for a while there in January but I was still busy; I just didn’t finish anything to post.  Tonight I finished one of the three knitting projects that has been languishing in my knitting bag.  At one point all three projects had issues, if you know what I mean.  Now only two have issues and I’ll be tackling one of those next.  Issues usually involve un-knitting or tinking (“tink” is “knit” backwards) as some folks call it.  This particular project called for un-knitting about 4 rows of cables before I could continue.  But I persevered and here it is, done!

The pattern is in the book 101 Designer One-Skein Wonders.  Instead of the worsted weight wool that was called for, I used Mulberry silk yarn by Louisa Harding.  The gauge is smaller so the baglet came out about 8″ tall instead of 9″.  I used smaller needles also so the fabric was tighter.  I’ll add a silk lining and it will be a perfect little evening bag.  It was a fun and quick project.

The Silence and the Song

It is snowing today.  One of my favorite things about the snow is the way it muffles all sound.  I love to go out walking during the storm to feel enveloped, snuggled even by the lack of sound.  In a life full of so many voices clamoring for our attention, how rich it feels to be alone with the wonder of snow.

I came across this poetry by Mark Patterson recently.  The music to which it is set is equally lovely and you can hear it here.  It expresses beautifully how enriched our lives are because of the silent times which make our life-song so much more vibrant.

The Silence and the Song

How bright the morning that warms the afternoon.

How rich the evening whose cloak reveals the moon.

How pure the darkness that greets the breaking dawn.

How sweet the silence just before the song.

In winter’s stillness the dance of spring begins.

In summer’s twilight the autumn breeze blows in.

To ev’ry season both peace and pulse belong

So bound together, the silence and the song.

Before the tender lullaby can soothe us with its sound,

Before the finest symphony can swell with notes profound

The silence must resound, the silence must resound.

And so we listen in moments clear and calm

To hear, with wonder the quiet strains prolong.

So when we sing with voices pure and strong

Both gifts surround us: the silence and the song.

Textures in Nature

Back in June when we were visiting Hawaii for our son’s wedding, we spent a delightful evening poking along Waikiki.  Our son thought I might be interested in a shop there selling photographs by Peter Lik.  Mr Lik’s landscapes are stunningly lovely and the shop displays them beautifully.  But the ones that captured my interest were shots of textures presented in a square format.  There was a poster on the wall with the photographs presented in rows, clearly meant for choosing which ones you wanted blown up and framed.  I asked if I could buy the poster; the answer was ,”No”.  But they would be happy to sell me the larger framed pieces of my choosing.

Since I really liked the variety of the photos and didn’t want large framed pieces, the next best thing was to spring for the pricey catalog.  They assured me that the quality of the real photographs was much better than those published in the amazingly lovely catalog but I was content with that.  And somewhere between the poster and my exit from the shop, I realized that I had taken many texture photographs myself.  I just needed to sort them out of all the photos I had taken and I could clearly have them printed collage style, almost like the ones by Mr Lik.  Mind you, I’m not claiming anywhere near the level of competency here, but my own photos come with memories of time and place, much nicer than just someone else’s image, no matter how fabulous.

So, for Christmas I asked my son to make the collages for me.  I sent him files, he sent me three lovely posters, two of my serious ones and one just for fun – with a cute little monkey face looking  out of one of the boxes. – 61 images in all.


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