Category: KITTENS
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Home, Sick
Hello Dear Readers! After a long weekend spent traveling halfway across the country, my world has shrunk to here: I picked up a cold somewhere in San Francisco, and thinking back to all the surfaces I came into contact, I’m really glad that this is all I picked up. It is a dirty, dirty, dirty…
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Instead of Cursing the Darkness
This has been a craptastic year for world events, hasn’t it? Stateside we have this election year that has been doing a great job of bringing out the worst in people. Not as bad as other things that could be happening, but still, a bunch of politicians sniping relentlessly at one another is not making…
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Tornado Knitting
Good evening, all. This night’s knitting began with me losing a 10.5 circular needle in a 100-square-foot room, so prepare yourselves. This may be a rambling post. I haven’t talked too much about the weather this year. Spring has, by and large, been lovely. After a mild winter, spring was surprisingly, deliciously cool. Bunches of…
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Lives of Sweaters
Six years on, the Pimlico Shrug is going strong. Usually I wear it, but when the cats decide there are no other soft places to sleep, it becomes a cat bed.
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One from the Archives
Continuing the theme of cats sitting on knitwear, we have Malthus sitting on a wrap I knitted ages ago. It was when I was a new knitter, and Brown Sheep still sold yarn in hanks. The yarn store I shopped at, the only one in the Valley, had a whole wall of these hanks, a…
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Everything is a Kitty Bed
Hello, dear readers. How have you been? I feel like a very bad blogger, sneaking in after a long absence and hoping all’s forgiven. Will a cat picture appease you? I finished Querido’s sweater, just barely in time for the cold weather. …If you count having four buttons instead of six as done. My vintage…
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Hello Again
Goodness, where have I been? Since I posted last, spring came to Kansas. After the first day, which burst with chuckling robins, frolicking squirrels, cheery daffodils, and exuberant green buds, we have moved through fog, a heatwave, thunderstorms, and dreary dampness, which means it’s spring in the Midwest for sure. What else? The cats and…
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A Long Time Coming
Hello again, dear readers–I have resurfaced! Thanks for your patience as I knitted, sewed, and crocheted like a fiend. Objective: finish my longest-running UFO. Seven years ago, I made my mom the first squares for a patchwork blanket for Mummy. Why? I’m not sure. I don’t like seaming, and patchwork = seaming. But I had…
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The Smell of Dawn
One year ago (give or take a few days), Querido texted me a picture of kittens. Not just any kittens–kittens that a friend of a coworker had found in a box by his car. They were about three weeks old: their eyes had opened but they were otherwise totally and completely helpless. The friend of…
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