Posts Tagged ‘mittens’


Still flirting with sticks and string when I can, when the spirit is upon me. And oh, how I’ve missed it. What with missing my LA show and very slow Etsy sales this season, I have some extra time that I hadn’t expected. Which is good because, there’s a great whack of Christmas knitting…

I keep telling myself that it is time to trust in the process, to know that we are still recovering, and that it will be ok. There are deep changes afoot and they are not ready to be born just yet.

It’s good to remember that knitting helps when one is sailing upon deep, dark seas of emotion. Mostly I am knitting small things. Simple things. I am knitting for comfort these days. A pair of warm woolen mittens for my daughter. A striped hat for the Captain’s sweet boy. Not a lot of challenge in them for the most part, but sometimes you just need simple comfort.


Knitting, as always, serves as an apt metaphor for life. And sometimes it does double duty as a flotation device. Spent a frustrating couple of days trying to knit a pair of mittens as a gift for my daughter. I have never done mittens before. The first pair wound up being a bit lumpy and the decreases were clumsy and uneven. My needles were a bit small for the yarn I was using (Manos), hence the frustrating part. It worked out, though, as the extra tight knit wound up being great for the subfreezing temps we are experiencing right now. I decided to hang on to the lumpy little things and executed a second, more perfect pair, in soft white Malabrigo. Finally got the hang of it now, and a formula for making a thumb gusset. Crazy mitten ideas are racing through my head like wildfire. It’s too bad the bulk of my friends are in Los Angeles because now I want to make mittens for everybody.

Warm things. Useful things. Small things. Things made of Malabrigo. That’s just how things are rolling right now. But. There is lace on my horizon, count on it.

If only.

If only I could read the future like a piece knitting.
Discover each dropped stitch just in time,
and tink it back carefully
before it all unravels,
leaving no unsightly ladders.
No gaps in what should be unbroken.
Or better yet, to catch the thread before it drops
tuck it back into place
avoiding disaster gracefully.
As if to say, “I meant to do that.”
If only it were as simple
as these loops of yarn,
sliding off these bamboo needles.
The thick and the thin, sometimes splitting and fraying.
If only spit splicing new strands
into the whole
to mend what has broken
really came off quite this effortlessly.
If only.

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Well, Oliver Rumblestein, PhD in Prrrrr seems to be settling in just fine and has, in fact, made a conquest.

little spoons

Oh Mittens. You’re so easy.

I took this for Lucia when I was up Eureka because I always enjoy her flower pictures so much and wanted to share one back.

Trinidad rose

Have opted for no fringe on the Lady E, as I think my friend would probably appreciate something a little less fussy (and less apt to dangle ends into a teacup) so it is washed, gently blocked, dry, all the ends are woven in and I’m calling it completely perfect.

Lady E

It’s so dramatic and amazing looking and what really blew me away was how much the Silk Garden relaxed and softened after a soak in some woolwash and a gentle blocking (by which I mean, I stretched it gently into place on towels spread on the rug, but did not use blocking wires or pins or get aggressive at all.) The piece really grew!

It totally got the woolwash treatment because of the kitten spit issue. Mere steaming would not do. While I was knitting it over the last year, Mittens would curl up on the seat next to me and knead/nurse on the end. So I really hope that my friend doesn’t mind her knitwear being a surrogate kitten mother in a previous incarnation!

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