Waifs down a mossy path: Dries Van Noten’s clothes for next spring.

Sunday Knitting

Dear Kay,
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Chenille being what it is, I thought it best to start the Sassy I’m knitting for you in the most sanctified environment possible: church. I’m not saying we’re waving incense over it or laying on the hands, but a little spiritual nudge never hurts. It makes a fine project for sitting in the back of Sunday school listening to whoever has the podium for the hour. Today the dean spent an hour decoding “The Da Vinci Code,” a book that sounds like a perfectly fine thriller and not much more. Has anybody out there read it? Is it in fact a threat to Christianity? Give me a BREAK.
At this point there’s a little nest of us needlecrafters back there, including one needlepointer who has taken it upon herself to spearhead the creation of new kneeling pads for the sanctuary. I was hoping to get a picture of Coleman and her nine-and-a-half-foot canvas this morning, but she was probably off in a quiet room, wishing she’d never thought of the idea. She has worked it out so that the words of Genesis stream around the edges of the box cushions; with 25 feet of cushions to make, I’m guessing she got into Leviticus before she filled them. She’s freehanding the birds and flowers, and by 2007 they will be something.
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Sassy is velvety and navy blue, and just about impossible to capture on film. (Uh, digital stuff. Whatever.) I like the little ropes between the columns of stockinette. It’ll be a while, Advent surely, before I and the spirits of Christ Church Cathedral will have this thing done. Will try to keep the candle wax off.
Love,
Ann

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  1. Hee! I read the DaVinci Code, and while it is fun, I don’t think it’s much of a Threat to Anything, Christianity or Art History. Slightly erudite beach reading, tops.
    Sassy looks great; get down with your chenille self! I read an article somewhere once which recommended holding both ends of a skein of chenille together to prevent worming. Bummer if you’re trying to acheive gauge with a single strand, of course, but you don’t seem to be having an issue with that at all.
    Ladies of Mason-Dixon, I will be delighted, at no Kidsilk charge, to take a documentary trip to Gee’s Bend, but it will have to wait until 2004, when I have two days off in a row. Just for giggles, and to edify the Northerners, I will take pictures of titillating roadsigns, including, but not limited to: Ohoopee, Opelika, Wetumpka, Eastaboga, Chula Vista, and Noccalula Falls (I make no claims that these actually reside between Birmingham and Gee’s Bend, only that they exist, along with other geographical-linguistic oddities of the South.) Consider them a bonus on any Alabama trip one might choose to take.
    Fiber/Etymology Correspondent, Alabama Division

  2. Rene: What, and bypass Opp (short for Opportunity)?
    Ann: I THINK this may be the second time Coleman has done this with the cushions. Ask her.
    One glove down–well, two, but the first one refused to come out right when I persisted in thinking that 36 divided by 4 was 12. Who needs a pinkie? My bad. Pictures soon.

  3. Ann… May I just say that Sassy is looking damn fine! I’m already cheered up despite it’s being Monday morning (and me being kind of work-allergic) by those fine Alabama place names. I’m looking forward to the 2004 Gee’s Bend travelogue, Rene. May I be so bold as to add my own favourite place name from my teenage years. A small hamlet in the south of England called Crouchers Bottom. I kid you not. Luckily we didn’t live there but nearby in the also strangely named West Wittering.

  4. Ah,the North East of England has classics such as Pity Me,a mining village [well,row of cottages] in Northumberland.Also Fryup Dale and Little Fryup Dale in the North Yorkshire National Park.Oh yes,there’s also Wallish Walls – again in Northumberland,I think.
    I shall add more later once I’ve asked the husband,who drives through loads of these places.
    Ann the chenille looks delightful.Are you not tempted to keep it for yourself ? :0)

  5. The Da Vinci Code a threat? Excellent book, read it! But it is only a threat to small minded people and Catholics scared of discourse (and you wonder why I am not a big hit at our Catholic church…..). Speaking of church, knitting in church?!?! Wow. I think that would land me a decade of the rosary at least in confession. (Like I ever go.) ;)

  6. Sassy is pretty! And thanks for mentioning the Da Vinci Code…NOW I wanna read it. Such a bad Catholic.

  7. Rene–I knew you wouldn’t let down us fans of Gee’s Bend. Please let us know when the stars align and you get ready to make your trip.
    And worming? Yikes! Didn’t even know about that hazard. I’ve been reading up since your alert, and it sounds like it’s more a threat if you’re using rayon, and your tension is loose. I’m all cotton and knitting pretty snug, on size 3s. Please light a candle for me.
    Mary Neal–Holy needlepoint, Batman! I just saw your mother at the Southern book group (I think I am an honorary member until I Grow Up), and she was stitching away on a kneeler piece that had to be seven feet long. Coleman the kneeler queen has solicited her help–I was without my Coolpix or I would have documented this for you and everyone interested in GIGANTIC needlework projects.
    And re gloves–Sharon T., a Rowanette friend and MDK reader, was the unfortunate recipient of my first attempt at making gloves, which I knitted for a Rowan knitting exchange. She will tell you that the finger joints are my weakest of many weak points in glove manufacturing. I now understand the allure of the mitten. Or, really, the sock as handwarmer.
    One of my favorite Alabama places is Pine Apple, which is not the same as Pineapple.
    Kristine–That’s why I’m an Episcopalian . . . and I only knit during Sunday School . . . and I sit right next to the lady who’s sewing something FOR THE CHURCH, so how bad could I be . . . and . . .
    x00x Ann

  8. Why, just yesterday when Caroline agreed to attend Sunday School (2-yr-olds; it’s her first year), rather than non-whispering hopefully during the offertory, “We not go to Sunday school,” she asked as we headed up to her classroom, “you stay with me and knit?” which I’d done in all prior weeks. As I wasn’t toting a project, I slipped off, and she survived — with some fine artwork to show for it (think cotton-ball clouds). Our associate rector did a whole parish weekend retreat about the evils of _The Da Vinci Code_ (which I’ve not read, a reason I didn’t go to the hills this year, in addition to recovering from that pesky hurricane) — maybe the ECUSA is looking for a more plausible threat than the ordination of a gay bishop . . .

  9. I’d never bypass Opp. Or the Chatahootchie River. And I could only hold my breath for a Little Fryup Dale. I mentioned the Gee’s Bend trip to my husband, and he said, “Wow, that sounds really interesting. Let’s do that.” When the stars align, I’ll let y’all know. :)
    Consider the candle lit. I guess most of the chenille I’ve used has been rayon, so I’ve learned to consider the little wormies to be, ahem, part of the charm. ;)

  10. Maggi–Sorry you didn’t have a Ziploc bag filled with some piece of knitting with you so you could help your darling through Sunday school. Remember: always keep a little something with you at ALL times.
    And a whole weekend on The Da Vinci Code? Whew. Wouldn’t a weekend on plain old Da Vinci be 10,000 times more edifying?

  11. I’m a good ole catholic girl and i found nothing wrong with the Book … I found it rather intriguing actually. It gave me food for thought but perhaps that is the scholastic side of me. I like thinking of the other possibilities. Especially since it has been proven that Mary M. was not a prostitute. I found the book rather enjoyable (i listened to it on cd so i could knit while travelling).
    Ann, i left a note in Curls and Purls but thought that i would post it here too … HF’s gauge is small. She uses US 2-3’s for all of her patterns and yarn!!

  12. loved the DaVinci Code! can’t wait until our book club meets and our over 60 members tell what they think! i’m sure they’ll have a few words of wisdom for us younger catholics. :) i would say i was entertained, not threatened. little jealous that i can’t knit in church. though bossing four children and singing in the choir keeps me busy. sassy is quite lovely!

  13. Lisa–Sixty members in your book club? Do you all talk at the same time? Are there three bossies who talk too much? I’m in three book clubs–for some reason I cannot explain because I read one-eighth of the books assigned–but the average membership is 15. And that gets tricky when more than four of us have read the book. Recent books I have read (ON AUDIO, of course, so as not to cut into precious knitting time): Secret Life of Bees (yech! Go get some Eudora Welty or Kaye Gibbons and skip this hunk of peach farmin’ goop); The Life of Pi (more interesting, especially because of extensive zookeeping tidbits about the care and feeding of the Bengal tiger with whom you share a lifeboat); and John Adams (Mr. Virtue, could NOT get a job in any presidential administration of the past fifty years). I think of myself as post-literate; before long I’ll be listening to Danielle Steel and feeling proud about it.

  14. Y’all–Lisa informs me that the members of her book club are sixty years old and over, and there are only twelve of them. This is a relief to me.