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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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The Shock of the New

The Shock of the New

Dear Ann, I hate football. At a tender age, I watched a lot of midget football practice and could not comprehend why none of the grownups seemed to notice the brutality–physical and spiritual– that I found so upsetting. That’s my version of events and maybe not my brother’s, but the memories stuck with me as a permanent aversion. (I love Friday Night Lights. I contain multitudes.) (I look forward to your...

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Les Shrugs Du Temps Perdu

Les Shrugs Du Temps Perdu

Dear Ann, So, Seanna had to go and mention the One Skein Wonder in the comments. Would you believe that for a minute I couldn’t even remember what the One Skein Wonder was? The One Skein Wonder was the Honey Cowl, before the Honey Cowl. I knit a lot of them. But I couldn’t remember any of them, so I went rummaging in the archives. And found this. Where are those little girls? They were so crazy! We hardly knew ye! Now...

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Fill Out This Form

Fill Out This Form

Dear Ann, I’m so pressed for time today that I’m going to have to fill out a 15-minute form. 1. Have you finished any knitting? If so, please describe. Honey Cowl (self-explanatory). This one is for my knitting pal, and fellow founding member of the New York City chapter of the Alabama Chanin Sewing Society (which should be a thing), Rosanne. The yarn is Madelinetosh DK in the shade Brothers Grimm, which is an emerald-to-forest...

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