Category: Shop on the High Street
Mad as a…
As soon as fall peeks around the corner, the first thing I want to knit is a hat. A little hat, to ward off the gentle morning chill and keep my ears from getting cold (oh, how I hate it when my ears are cold). In the Phoenix area, this reflex is perhaps maladaptive: last…
Yesterday, a stiff south wind blew a storm through the valley. We got a nice, heavy soaking, and this morning the air was cool and clean. Fall is finally here, and it is glorious.
Knitting is happening. I swear it.I know; anyone who has been following along has been expecting a status report on my quest to Knit American, or at least, some evidence that I have been knitting, not just eating.     So here is exhibit A: sleeves, knitted in New York City. They will eventually belong…
I should have given you all fair warning that blog silence might be coming; I was positive I’d have time to blog on the road. Clearly not, so let’s catch up a bit! Mousie and I traveled east, spending time in NYC and Ocean City, NJ. We saw knitbombing in Chelsea, took a ferry to…
As summer’s bounty starts to fade, the amount of iffy fruit in the fridge is rising. I seized on a smoothie as the perfect way to use up some of this waning produce without having to think to hard about how it looked in the package, and was really warming to the idea of a…
This morning I woke up to rain. Oh frabjuous day! I needed this break from the heat, the sun, the muggy air, and more sun. Don’t palm trees look nice against a backdrop of clouds? The morning had a very back-to-school feel: me, tromping through the rain with a fresh haircut, wearing stiff jeans and…
They say happiness can’t be bought, but for the cost of peanuts, sunflower seeds, raisins, coconut flakes, and chocolate chips, I am pretty darn happy.
In Which I Throw Technique to the Wind
I am officially obsessed with my Vega beret. The project began with a bit of trepidation: first the mathy acrobatics involved in getting gauge. I always need to go up a needle size for everything (use a 6?), but ribbing is usually knitted on needles 1 size smaller than the body of the project (use…
After a break so short that I didn’t even get to wash my backpack, we are back to school. Over the weekend, however, Querido and I spent the weekend in a place I never thought I’d go: Las Vegas. Mousie came along, too! (muchisimas gracias, Querido, for helping Mousie pose just about everywhere we went)…
Good things in a Small Package
I simply love getting things in the mail. (We’ve discussed this before). The anticipation, the package, the return address to someplace far away with a name that evokes far-off hills, and sheep, and people in sweaters wrapping bouncy skeins of wool in cream-colored places and sending it to the far corners of the country (in…