Many, many antique socks. They look so . . . antique.

You Say Tomato, I Say Shawl


Dear Ann, I guess we are both in need of a palate cleanser. As much as I love knitting on my Big Flower Jacket, I’ve learned that working on it in less-than-optimal conditions of either lighting or consciousness means failure and frustration. I’ve got my Tokyo Shawl, of course, currently hovering between one-third and halfway along, but what with all that counting to 20 and 48, it doesn’t meet my exactingly literal standards...

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Announcing: A One-Sock Knitalong


Dear Kay, It’s time for a knitalong. Start thinking about socks. Details below, but first, I need to show you my rocket socks in all their peculiar glory. Having been on a sock hiatus for some time, I was knocked out by how much fun I had making these socks. At the gusset-making portion of the show, I watched the stripes turn into pools or flashes or whatever. It was a combination of fascination, horror, then tender acceptance as I...

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Proof of Progress, Fair Isle Mania


Dear Kay, A quick report on Glenesk, the Jade Starmore Fair Isle pullover that is the closest thing to crack I’ve discovered since Trader Joe’s invented the clear plastic tub of chocolate-covered things. This is two repeats of the pattern. Finishing a 44-row repeat has an epic feel to it. Also: what does that stitch marker down at the hem tell me? Nothing. I have no idea why I put that thing there! I’m sorry you can’t...

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Dear Ann, I have been on such an endorphin rush with this Kaffe Fassett Big Flower Jacket. It has taken years off my age. (Or maybe, years off my life? Those are two very different things.) This state of elation, of giddiness at the fun of knitting something slightly above my pay grade, has put me in a strange, powerful state of mind. (On Whole30, they call this feeling “Tiger Blood.”) I’m awesome! I can Do...

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Where Does the Day Go?


Dear Kay, I wish you could be right here watching this cake of Jill Draper’s Rifton unwind into this scarf. It’s pretty great. It may be the finest palate cleanser imaginable when you’ve been aiming hard at a complicated project for a while. Have you ever been to the beach, watching the sun set, letting the day furl itself even as you think it’s never going to end? The color changes in this Rifton are slow. Even...

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Facing Into the Tangle: How To Intarsia


Dear Ann, As you know, I don’t like things that are messy. Like everyone else, I live in a perpetual ebb and flow of disorder, yet I struggle against it with all my might. (One of the happiest moments of my year just happened: the handyman cleaned all the windows in my apartment, inside and outside. In heaven, there are windows, and they are freshly washed.) Having just knit the first 52 rows of Kaffe Fassett’s Big Flower Jacket...

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