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Tale of Two Kiris

Tale of Two Kiris

Dear Ann, I wasn’t going to blog about this because it’s kind of weird, but maybe that’s why I should blog about it. Here goes: I appear to have knit two Kiris. Well, almost two. Kiri The First I made it to the 10th repeat (of 12) (they get longer with each repeat, did I mention that?). I was almost home. But bad knitting karma was just sucking the joy out of it for me. I kept making Mistakes of Inattention and Mistakes...

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Fluffernutter*

Fluffernutter*

Dear Ann, I just can’t let well enough alone. In my last post, I set everything up perfectly. I hoped and expected that the voters would be kind, and that I would be knitting up Kiri in absorbent, summer-friendly Euroflax Linen. The people spoke, and they spoke overwhelmingly in favor of the Easy Way Out (although there was a strong and vocal minority pointing out that the Easy Way Out was not very character-building, that I am a wimp...

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Let’s play LIFELINE!

Let’s play LIFELINE!

Dear Kay, When last we corresponded, I had determined that my guinea-pig-sized skein of Blue Heron cotton was to meet its destiny as a lace shawl, specifically Kiri, a 100% Free Pattern (yay!) designed by All Tangled Up Polly. Remember when I screwed up my swatch for the Kiri shawl and we played NAME THAT STITCH MANEUVER? Remember the many excellent names that were suggested? You know: Oops. Oh s**t ! double-fandangled whoopsiedoodle the Tangled...

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A Final Word on Birch

Dear Kay, When I finish a project, I like to make a 3 x 5 card with the top ten things I learned while making it. OK so I don’t make a 3 x 5 card, and I don’t actually sit around and try to improve myself. But it does seem that enough folks are trying Birch that I really ought to, in the Red Tent Sisterhood of Knitters sort of way, share. Most of these things were shared with me by knitters who actually know what they’re doing...

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I Have Finished Something

I Have Finished Something

Dear Kay, It’s kind of cosmic, really. If you keep decreasing and decreasing, you can actually make a project disappear. Vanish, just like that! I finished Birch last night and had that dog-catches-car moment: now what? This morning, after tenderly packing the darlings off to their hi-kwalidy preschool and second grade, I got down to brass tacks. Or pins, or whatever. We have discussed my love of blocking, the hypnotic flow state that...

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Tidbits ‘n’ Knicknacks

Tidbits ‘n’ Knicknacks

Dear Kay, A quick peek at what’s going on here. I have to attend a luncheon for “parents” (aka mothers) who will be helping with stuff around David’s school. Birch on the tenth repeat: Grinding through a quickie Wool Cotton v neck pullover for son David. Simu-sleeve action with Jack n Eddie. The knit/purl zigzag pattern will begin in a few rows, so the pattern will carry across the front, back, and sleeves: And a...

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Mason-Dixon Mailbag

Mason-Dixon Mailbag

Dear Kay, Much has happened since last we co-posted the entire history of our lives: Clif’s first soccer game. (Half the team decided to hang on the sideline, citing fear of the opposing team, but Fella was out there showing a surprising level of spunk.) Ninety-sixth birthday party for Hubbo’s grandfather, Big Daddy. Tennessee Titans professional routing of the loathsome Oakland Raiders. I’m a wreck. Foremost, of course, is my...

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The Trouble with Markers

The Trouble with Markers

Dear Kay, Look, ma, no hands! After the first Birch repeat I took out all the markers because they were screwing up the tension–one diagonal line of stitches was larger than the rest. Ecch! The markers were crucial for the first repeat–I knew I could never get more than ten stitches out of whack as long as I had the markers. But once I saw the full pattern, I didn’t need them anymore. Crutches, and fiddly as all get out. I...

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Tale of Three Birches

Tale of Three Birches

Dear Kay, In the Samuel Pepys tradition of excruciating detail, here is where I stand on my Birch shawl. Attempt Numero Uno As Kenny Rogers says, you gotta know when to fold ‘em. Something felt really wrong, after one lousy row. Wrong wrong wrong. Attempt the Second Ah, folly! Ah, youth! Why did I think that blindly knitting along for a while would result in lovely rows of airy birch leaves? Why did I not consider the following? Kidsilk...

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