For the look of Relax in a worsted weight yarn, take a look at Worsted Boxy.

Halloween Candy: Let It Rain

Halloween Candy: Let It Rain

Dear Kay, It’s Kit Kat versus Payday around here. The good news is that the chance of rain tonight is 100%, which means . . . Paydays galore. I’m feeling the lack of Fair Isle in my life, now that I finished that Kiki Mariko sweater. Part of the allure of Fair Isle is looking at Fair Isle: armchair knitting. I know, all knitting is basically armchair knitting because you tend to knit while sitting in a chair. But there’s a...

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Knitting-Free Handknit Holidays

Knitting-Free Handknit Holidays

Dear Ann, [Is this thing on? I can't find the cupholder. Where is the Jack White button?] I love to knit. You know that. I know that. Most of the people reading this love to knit. But there is an aspect of knitting we don’t talk about much, which is The Specific Stuff We Don’t Like to Knit In Spite of Our Love of Knitting Generally. I think we don’t talk about it because we would quickly get into arguments about why a knitter...

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Example Blog Post

Example Blog Post

Dear Kay, Sometimes I think you can read my mind. IT COULD BE TRUE, YOU KNOW. So when you Tweeted this video of Kaffe Fassett talking about his show at London’s Fashion and Textile Museum, I thought, well, there you go again. Kaffe has been on my mind ever since our return from California, seeing as how we made a stop at Nepenthe, the fabled restaurant in Big Sur run by the Fassett family. It’s where Kaffe grew up. It’s...

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Blizzard Conditions Challenge Photo Shoot of Finished Object

Blizzard Conditions Challenge Photo Shoot of Finished Object

Dear Kay, I can’t stand an unfinished story, and I crave a happy ending more than just about anything. I’ve been waiting for the right day to take a proof-of-completion photo of a finished object. Namely, I was waiting for a snowy day to take a photo of this snowflake sweater, but none ever came! Until Saturday that is, when a blizzard struck, and we were completely snowbound, and we were down to the last Trader Joe’s Chicken...

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Why We Knit

Why We Knit

Dear Ann, I finished my second Riddari Icelandic pullover the other day. Today the Riddari girls got together, and I took some iPhone pictures in bad winter 6 p.m. light. Maggie and Carrie. When you’re 16, getting matching, classic handknit sweaters is pretty exciting stuff. Yes it is. Honest! It so is! I promise you that I am going to make these girls braid their hair into odd shapes, put on sparkly makeup and run around in the woods...

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Where Is Kay?!

Where Is Kay?!

Dear everybody, I have been receiving the occasional email, Tweet, and Instagram from Kay in recent days, but something is definitely UP. She keeps using words like “office carpet” and “salad for lunch” and even the word cubicle NOT in reference to a knitted blanket. The good news is that she HAS been sending along photos of handknits in progress, namely Volume 2 in her four-volume series called Icelandic Sweaters For...

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Things Done and Undone: Sleeve Update

Things Done and Undone: Sleeve Update

Dear Kay, Oh for pity’s SAKE I finished the second sleeve of this thing. The problem isn’t that it’s hard. The problem is that it’s not portable. You have sit right there with the thing, with the chart and your snack bar of tiny balls of yarns, with your steam up and your Internet off. You need your good light, because after sunset, Pickle = Bark and Bramble = Roseberry. You need things to align like the sunbeams on a...

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Shabbat Shalom, Baby Girl

Shabbat Shalom, Baby Girl

Dear Ann, So, yesterday I packed Carrie off to Israel with a bunch of other teenagers and a few brave and generous leadership-type souls. There she goes. They were rushing to get to Jerusalem by sundown for shabbat. Having never been in Jerusalem for shabbat, or even an ordinary sunset, I am a little envious. Stones are only stones, but as Reb Jack White and the Raconteurs have pointed out, some stones will shout. By more or less...

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Ready for the Soak Pot

Ready for the Soak Pot

Dear Ann, Here in Manhattan, last Friday/Saturday’s snowstorm was really just a very nice snowstorm. We enjoyed it a lot, while suffering none of the treacherousness endured by those to the north and east. Olive particularly enjoys a nice snowfall. She hates things that are cold and/or wet, but she loves snow. Our Olive contains multitudes. After a single walk in the snow, she sleeps for a minimum of 5 hours, out cold and snoring...

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Bark Where There Ought to Be Pickle, Or, The Error That Dogs Us

Bark Where There Ought to Be Pickle, Or, The Error That Dogs Us

Dear Kay, Well, I just excavated the reason why I stopped working on this sweater in December 2009. Taking a foto this morning to show Proof of Progress, I noticed this: On Sleeve One, there is Pickle where there should be Bark. I think when I discovered this, back in December 2009, it was the last straw. I wrote: The ever-decreasing tube of inside-out two-handed knitting has become something akin to braiding cat’s hair, to aligning...

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