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Needles and the Damage Done

by paige on November 5, 2009

Rock knittingI LOVE TO KNIT. I love my daughter. Shouldn’t the two go together? [click to continue…]

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Stick It To Me (or, Fall Is Here)

by paige on September 15, 2009

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There once was a girl from New York,
Whose husband thought she was a dork.
She’d knit without fail
In the snow, sleet and hail,
But come summer, cast off needlework.

OK, SO I’M NOT MUCH OF A POET. Or a limericist. But you get the idea. I absolutely, cannot, CANNOT knit when the weather’s warm. (Though I did once finish a shawl on vacation in Hawaii. But that was when I lived in Los Angeles, and if I wanted to knit, I couldn’t let hot weather stand in my way. Another life, another time.) [click to continue…]

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Knit One, Poem Two

by paige on August 20, 2009

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A knitted poem project contribution, from London knit shop Prick Your Finger

FROM THE “OH, HOW WE WISH we’d thought of that” files comes this project, both inspired and oddly moving: the knitted poem. Yes, a poem. Rendered letter by fastidious letter in knitted squares. [click to continue…]

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Knit One, Weed Two

by paige on May 8, 2009

young-woman-knitting-garden

There must be another way...

NOW THAT SPRING seems to have really and truly sprung, even in the frigid Northeast where I live, I am struggling not just with finishing my knitting projects, but with getting them started, at all. I blame the garden. [click to continue…]

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Are We There Yet, Knitters?

by paige on April 20, 2009

shameI HAVE MENTIONED BEFORE that I have a problem with finishing. When it comes to knitting, this tricky admission has a double meaning. I have more unfinished knitting projects lurking around my office than I care to count, or even see, and part of the reason I don’t finish them is because I don’t like finishing, that is, the tasks of weaving in ends, sewing seams and blocking that are critical to a successful sweater, or even, for that matter a purse. (And trust me, I am  highly motivated by purses. I LOVE purses.) The problems started, along with the knitting, back in high school. I’d like to blame those nice ladies at the local yarn store, but I expect I just wasn’t paying attention. [click to continue…]

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