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She Learned to Love the Thread

Dear Ann, Breaking news:  ROSANNE CASH IS A KNITTER. Oh and also:  she has a new record coming out today. (Photo: Gael Towey.) I know that Rosanne is a knitter, because I taught her.  We met a few years ago, at a book signing for her memoir, Composed.  She wanted to learn how to knit, and asked me if I gave lessons.  I said, not really, but I’d be glad to teach you to knit.  It was one of the nicest surprises ever. We met up a...

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A Provisional Cast-On and a Memorable Send-Off

A Provisional Cast-On and a Memorable Send-Off

Dear Kay, Since last I wrote, I’ve been to Greenville, Alabama, and Charlottesville, Virginia. It was a week to gather with family and friends to remember Uncle Dan, my dad’s only brother. Solemn and hilarious, heavy and light, dark and bright. Why does so much of life parse into such even measures? I heard “Danny Boy” on a bagpipe, witnessed deviled eggs that stood on their ends like little egg-white Jefferson cups. I...

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The Elements of Bro Style

Dear Kay, Too hot to knit? I think I pushed the edge of the envelope on knitting this past weekend in Baltimore, during the NCAA Lacrosse Championship immersion weekend with Clif. Oh sweet Jebus it was hot, but we found some shade, slathered on the SPF 100 (is that even possible? It’s basically house paint, right?), and hunkered down for just a boatload of high-speed action, on the field and on the needles. Net result: four Mitered...

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When in New Haven

When in New Haven

Dear Ann, On Tuesday night, I soothed my Rhinebeck-deprived soul with a day trip to delicious beautiful New Haven, Connecticut, to hang out at Knit New Haven, a 10 month-old LYS that seems like it’s been around a long, long time. What a balm for the spirits! Some scenes, all documented with Gale’s Hipstamatic app: OK, so the HIpstamatic has turned Mary’s amazing blanket–made of stash extras and oddments in beautiful...

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Knitstamatic

Knitstamatic

Dear Ann, I know, this photo is too good. It’s not mine; it’s Gale’s, using the iPhone Hipstamatic app that I covet. The big news: I’m going to be yakking, and signing books, and hanging out, and perhaps sharing my most closely held secrets about log cabin knitting, at Gale’s beloved LYS, Knit New Haven, on October 19, 2010, from 4-8 p.m., long enough to talk myself silly. This is my consolation prize to myself...

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There And Back and Then Somewhere Else and Back

There And Back and Then Somewhere Else and Back

Dear Ann, The last bit of summer was a triathlon of travel, company, and more travel; it’s all a gloriously caffeinated blur. I feel like I could sleep for a solid week (once the backlog of iced coffees gets processed). Where did I leave off? Chicago? Yes, Chicago, mid-August. Chicago To review, we were a party of 4: me, 2 kids, and 1 dog. We spent 12 hours in Chicago, and were only awake for 3 or 4 of them. We arrived in the...

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Mason-Dixon Mailbag: State Fair Edition

Mason-Dixon Mailbag: State Fair Edition

Dear Kay, As you know, it’s state fair knitting season, and I love it when people send along photos of notable knitted stuff they see at state fairs. Above, for example. Minnesotan Anessa Andersland saw a knitted fish, so of course she thought of us. Cool, I thought-what a cute stripey fish! The thing is, when I scrolled down, I saw this: Anessa writes: Hello Ann – I really enjoy your website with Kay. I just had to send you these...

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What Are The Chances

What Are The Chances

Dear Ann, Yesterday I was foraging for bandwidth and found myself in the Whole Foods in Omaha. Not only does this excellent Whole Foods have WiFi, it has WiByGla (wine by the glass), which I think is just about the greatest concept in grocery shopping since the paper bag. The kids got a snack and settled in while I did my computer business. When I was done, I got up to get an iced coffee, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw this on the...

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Tramps Like Us

Tramps Like Us

Dear Ann, Well, now I’ve really gone and done it. The kids, the dog and I drove from New York to Omaha. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Well, actually, so far it’s still a pretty good idea. First stop was Cleveland. It was touch and go, because we were trying to (a) drive from New York to Cleveland, (b) drop off Olive at the Inn To Pets (get it? Inn To Pets?), and (c) find Progressive Field in time for a 7:05 game...

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Eye Openers, and Contest Winner

Eye Openers, and Contest Winner

Dear Ann, OK. It’s Monday. It’s the last week of school here, always a Sheer Hell/Level 5 week. Suddenly, certain people are doing extra credit math homework. The effort not to roll the maternal eyes back in the maternal head, or indulge in gentle maternal sarcasm which is hardly ever taken the right way–go figure- is heroic. Heroic, I tell you. I need extra caffeine, or some stimulus to wake me up, to give me FOCUS. ...

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