http://spindyeknit.com Alison's blog on Spinning Dyeing Knitting and Life Sat, 04 Feb 2012 07:43:37 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Oh look! I hadn't seen them in awhile, and there one was! There was the unwelcome sound of saws two weeks ago and the limb their nest was on was not there anymore when I went out to look. There is now, though, a new not-as-big (-yet?) nest further up ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/02/february-showers-may-need-bowers/ The Three Billy Goats Gruff have a bridge they'd like to sell me, telling me it's done. All but the castoff. That would be nice, given that I just spent most of the last nine hours working on that shawl. But it just might need another two times trip trap trip ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/02/uncon-troll-ably-knitting/ It was dark. The doorbell rang, a hard knock. We looked at each other wonderingly a moment--did you have someone coming over? No, as I got up to answer just in time to see a dark minivan making its escape. Tonight is when the teenagers have a meeting at church (and ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/02/the-door-prize/ You have to post that story, Holly told me. I was sure I already had. But using every search phrase I could think of on the blog, I'm not finding it. So here goes. They were about to move away, and I know how the impending sense of loss at such times ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/and-the-afghan-lived-on/ I love Stitches West. I love the deadline that is Stitches West. I got a cashmere shawl finished last year out of yarn I'd been hoarding rather than knitting only because that date wasn't moving anywhere further away and my ego wanted to show off--well, and I wanted to show off ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/fresh-eyes/ This evening the phone rang and we were talking with our daughter Sam, then we were Skyping with our grandson Parker and his family and the phone rang and the doorbell did too and a friend was there and a little while later another call and then the first friend ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/meet-my-family/ I almost could have sworn that was Richard's dad in the other room: the voice. The cadences.  The chuckles. The song of it. The words themselves were completely lost to me at that distance, though they did seem more garbled than my hearing might account for and I wondered if the ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/done-in-reel-time/ I wanted to make major progress today, and found myself reaching for a green sweater this morning before I even made the connection. It is always easier to get to work on knitting that doesn't clash with your clothes, and better yet, when the work in your hands will look fabulous ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/my-green-laptop/ First there were the tapes. Family voices from long ago that Richard digitally transcribed for his mom for Christmas. She was absolutely thrilled that she could now share them with her brothers and sister and children rather than having them sit in a drawer. Most. Successful. Present. Ever. That having worked ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/eighteen-and-a-half-minutes-and-a-gap/ A Costco-sized package did this to me. They looked so good and they were so cheap but there were so many! And I can never follow a recipe, so here's my version. I rinsed the blackberries and then rolled them gently from paper towel-covered plate to paper towel-covered plate, patting them ... http://spindyeknit.com/2012/01/blackberry-cobbler/