Remembering Belinda Boaden


Dear Ann, This is a hard post. This past summer, our dear friend Belinda Boaden, known to many knitters as True Brit Knits, died after a short and tough struggle against cancer. She was 46. You and I were together, at Shakerag Workshops in Tennessee, when we got the terrible news; we had been dreading it for a few days.  Being together was a good thing, and had a resonance to it, since our long friendship with Belinda came about because of the...

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Dear Ann, Wow. Wow. Wow. Your India Instagrams of sissy’s wedding are thrilling. The vibrancy of color and texture make my white Leaves of Grass shawl feel pasty by comparison. But hey, I’m a pasty person. All my people are pasty. Pasty is as pasty does. My point, and I do have one: everybody go follow @annshayne on Instagram. The hashtags #sagarmeadorwedding and #Bangalorewedding are also excellent. Here, I find myself at round 25...

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Winners! And Wool People 6 Is Making Me Crazy


Dear Kay, Wow wow wow. So many books! Thanks to all for sharing what you’re reading right now. I find all this totally fascinating. There are five randomly chosen winners in our contest; wish I could be Oprah and give away 360 copies of Knitting Yarns: Writers on Knitting. Here are the books these folks are reading. Does it get any more ecumenical than this? JULES M.: I am reading a book called Do-It-Yourself-Therapy, I kid you not. It...

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Small Shawl on a Wall

Small Shawl on a Wall - 1

Dear Ann, I’m going to try to make this a 5 minute post. Earlier today I Instagrammed a picture of a small shawl on a wall in somebody’s booth at Vogue Knitting Live, after one of my companions pointed it out. We oohed. We aahed. We mentally queued it. Lauren said she’d seen it in the Winter 2012 issue of Knitscene. My twitter feed promptly exploded with tweeps wanting to know, needing to know, begging to know, demanding to...

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Other People’s Knitting: Knitmas Edition

Other People's Knitting: Knitmas Edition - 1

Dear Ann: I’m completely wrecked from staying up with the kids last night to watch the British Pop Pensioners Concert, I mean the 12/12/12 concert to benefit Superstorm Sandy relief. There is now a clear demarcation in my life: the Time Before I Saw Roger Daltrey’s High-Gloss Bare Chest, and the Time After. (Click if you dare.) Seriously. Foxy old men: I love your foxiness. I really do. I also love a shirt. Ann! The...

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