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

Tea Party

Tea Party

Dear Ann, Can it really be a year since we sat knitting with pals old and new in the beautiful old mansion that houses the Southampton Historical Society? Apparently this knitting thing is catching on, because the Society and the Rogers Memorial Library have been nice enough to invite us back this summer. It’s a crying shame you can’t be there, Ann. It’s on the afternoon of August 15, in the village of Southampton, New...

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Dateline: Inside Cat Bordhi’s Brain

Dateline: Inside Cat Bordhi’s Brain

Dear Kay, (My suitcase showed up, you’ll be relieved to know. Those cones of organic cotton chenille are safe with me. You can go back to your moving and Passovering now.) We Arrive at the Oregon Coast And we discover that this was no “Puppet Show and Spinal Tap” situation; the Magical Moebius Festival was definitely the hot ticket at the Shilo Inn in Newport. As incredible as it may seem, I have never been to a knitting...

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Dateline: Southeast Portland

Dateline: Southeast Portland

Dear Kay, So last night when I had finally disembarked from two legs of air travel with the 105 members of the Camas High School Papermakers marching band, the lost baggage clerk asked, “If we were to open your bag–if the tag was missing–what sort of recognizable items would we find in it?” “Yarn. It was about 50 pounds. A bunch of knitted stuff in there, but mostly, yarn.” Such a poetic end to our little...

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Dateline: Somewhere on the Oregon Coast

Dear everybody, So we’re on Day Three of Cat Bordhi’s Magical Moebius Festival, just us and the hard-corest sock and moebius makers of the universe. This pretty much sums up how things are going this weekend. This, plus sock knitting: Full NewsChannel 5 Storm Tracker team coverage to come. Our heads are about to blow up with the awesomely cool wonderfulness of it all. Love, Ann and...

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Dateline: Portland

Dear Kay, So I’m sitting here in the Portland, Oregon, airport, waiting for you to show up. All around me I can listen to people talking on their cell phones, and I continue to be amazed at how people will carry on–at a level that we can all hear–about stuff I guarantee you nobody wants to be hearing. It’s not eavesdropping that I’m doing; it’s the unavoidable sound of talking that I’m absorbing. Hey...

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Portland Abundance Ahead

Dear Kay, As much as I am enduring enjoying spring break, I am just a teeny bit excited that we’re heading out next week to Portland, Oregon. (Yes, I have been singing that Loretta Lynn/Jack White song. Endlessly. Must locate a sloe gin fizz before it’s all over.) Her Abundantness, Pat, of Abundant Yarn, writes: “Hey y’all, we are getting tons of phone calls about your upcoming visit to Abundant Yarn. The parking lot has...

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Hark! Is That the Sound of Kay Knitting?

Hark! Is That the Sound of Kay Knitting?

Dear Kay, Our chat with John Seigenthaler, one of Nashville’s most renowned non-knitters, is on the Web as a free audio-only MP3 or iTunes download here. I’m sorry that there isn’t a YouTube of our interview, because then everybody could see you knitting through the entire show. Did you see how he was eyeing your knitting? That covetous glance? He’s probably at home right now, working on a...

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Scenes From a Knitting Party

Scenes From a Knitting Party

Dear Ann, Today is one of those busy Mondays but I had to throw on the blog some pictures of Saturday’s doings in beautiful downtown Andes, New York. Andes is a bit off the beaten track. Remember that TV show Northern Exposure? The one where the moose strolled down the middle of the street during the opening credits? That could totally happen in Andes. Andes is unspoiled, yet it has good coffee. Hard to find that combination. And...

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Upstate Knitting Party

Upstate Knitting Party

Dear y’all, I’m issuing the red alert today because Kay has wandered off to Philadelphia on another one of her freaky day trips to hang out with Cristina. Only slightly envious. Totally. Girl cannot even post a simple blog entry anymore. Failure to blog is a possible symptom of letting herself go, if you know what I mean. O knitters of the Catskills, arise! Kay is coming up on Saturday, January 20, one o’clock, for a knitting...

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The Sublime and the Ridiculous–NOT IN THAT ORDER

The Sublime and the Ridiculous–NOT IN THAT ORDER

Dear Kay, I know you keep a little Elvis in your heart every day of the year, but on Monday, we were keeping a LOT of Elvis in our heart for his birthday. The knitting at the library was full of the beautiful expressions of humanity that bring tears of joy to my jaded eyes. Francie and Meg went straight for the hair-based tribute. The Hair of Elvis (free pattern here–you can thank me later) reminds me a little of Daniel Boone, somehow,...

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