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Breakfast of Champions

I have a long, full day ahead of me, so I started it out right. Brock made me this heaping plate of peppery scrambled eggs and bacon. I couldn’t eat it all, so the leftover bacon is in a baggy for a snack later.

I am visiting a farm out in the country with some fiber friends where they sell garden supplies–hopefully I can get a good deal on some seedlings since the hail we had yesterday morning destroyed some of mine. After that I have some Farmer’s Market planning to do. Then, best of all, it’s Open Stitch Night at the PFA!

If you’re in the area, come join us from 7-9 pm at Potwin Presbyterian Church in Topeka, KS. Bring your favorite fibery project. I’ll be there with my spinning wheel and some sparklies, and hopefully will have had something to eat besides bacon.

Pretty Pretty Prince Charming

Gorgeous

It is simply gorgeous outside right now. It’s 8 am and already over 60 degrees. The sun is out, the trees have started to bud (pictures of the magnolia tree next to the balcony when it’s in full bloom, I promise.) I slept with the windows open last night and the apartment was a very comfortable in temperature. Of course, this being Kansas in (near) spring the wind has been howling for about the last 24 hours straight. (At least it wasn’t too snowy and there isn’t too much sand blowing around.) It does make me nervous about putting my seedlings outside to harden off for fear I would come out later to find an upturned tray and all my baby plants carried off to the prairie by the wind. If the wind can blow books off my bookshelf in my bedroom, it can sure make off with some tiny plants. (Guess the wind doesn’t like essays?)

Best of all, I retrieved my bike from storage yesterday. It needed a bit of air in the tires and a little dusting off and it was good as new. (I haven’t even had it a year, so technically, it is new.) The rain is supposed to set in this afternoon, I hear, so I am going to take this morning to go out on my first long ride of the season–a ride I hope morphs into a no big deal morning commute. I am going to hop onto the nature trail around the corner and bike to the Washburn, the local university. I have a meeting there tomorrow with the journalism school, which probably means I’ll be going back to school in the fall for a second undergrad degree. Anyhow, I see no reason why I shouldn’t bike there in good weather, it’s only a couple of miles if I take the Shunga (nature trail for non-locals). And I can get a lot of practice over the summer, because Flying Monkey is right across the street, and that’s the only place I’ve done any substantial writing lately.

The onset of spring has me feeling even more optimistic than normal.

Now, to plow through my to-do list so I can get out on that bike!

Enjoy oggling my two newest yarns just for fun

Self-striping sock yarn in Earth and Air.

Sharing

I have some fun internet things to share with you today.

If you have read my blog for any amount of time and still don’t know much about Juniper Moon Farm, now’s the time to get acquainted. They are my favorite non-local farm. It’s a beautiful place that produces so many good things fibery and non. Their newest venture is starting a magazine, the kind of hand-made magazine I always look for but never quite find. They have a bunch of amazing people already involved, and a Kickstarter campaign going to help get the magazine off the ground. (Check it out, if only so you can see the “The Revolution Will be Hand Knit” t-shirt design.) I can’t wait to see the first issue.

Locally, the Potwin Fiber Artisans are planning lots of good stuff for the summer-time. On top of new classes, we have a website now! (http://potwinfiber.org) as well as plans to be out at the Farmer’s Market tempting new folks to the fiber arts with spinning wheels and gorgeous fiber. Check out the website for news and events, as well as local vendors and teachers.

I am so excited for this spring/summer season, especially when I look outside and see snowflakes the size of my face raining down (but not sticking, thankfully). I can’t wait to get in the garden, help out at the goat farm (yes, you read that right), finish the first draft of my novel, create new goods, make some new knitters, and see you all out at the farmers market.

Lace Dreams

Back in 2009 when I was first learning to knit, part of my self-imposed knitting initiation was to read the entire backlog of Stephanie Pearl-McPhee’s blog, The Yarn Harlot. It was educational and inspiring as a new knitter to have such an intimate view into the life of a rather more experienced knitter. I realize this is hardly an original sentiment, but one of the things that really got my fantasy going was reading about the birth of the Snowdrop Shawl. I would have dreams about knitting lace like that when I was still struggling with understanding the construction of a hat. I knew the snow drops were completely out of my league, but that didn’t stop the dreams. I dreamed I was knitting it, I dreamed I was wearing it, I dreamed of it elegantly draped over the back of my sofa.

I found a lacy beret that was closer to my level and knit that instead. It seemed to take the edge off.

Then two years and some time passed.

In knitting class the other day, I was helping a student start a shawlette (she was using a gorgeous buttery yellow alpaca yarn) and we were talking about knitting shawls and the lace weight yarn I sell in my shop. I admitted that while I had swatched a bit with the yarn before I started selling it, I had never actually knit with anything in lace weight yarn ever. I actually said these words, “I’d love to knit a nice big lace shawl, but the right one just hasn’t found me yet.”

What a fickle knitter I am! I had completely forgotten about the Snowdrop shawl. It wasn’t until yesterday when I moved a hank of lace weight yarn from the drying rack to the “to-be-photographed pile” that I remembered about that shawl so long ago. Before I knew it, I was winding a ball of lace yarn and the pattern was printed and tempting me to cast on.


I didn’t make too much progress what with attempting to remain a responsible adult and all that rubbish. Though, as I knit each row and understand the movement of the yarn more fully, the more I want to work on it, responsibility be damned.

Of course, I noticed on the ravelry forums today that Knit Knit Cafe Podcast has announced their new knit along, and it’s a shawlette knit out of fingering weight yarn, and I know I have the perfect little yellow skein of sock yarn in the back somewhere. So I might get to work on that as soon as I get the other thing off my spare pare of size 6 needles. It looks like it’s going to be a lacy spring.

In the meantime, my shawl is Raveled here
and knit out of Oviraptor Lace Weight Yarn
on size US 6 needles.

What are your knitting plans for spring?

Motivation in Cotton

More playing with cotton yarn

This is a little scrubbie pattern I have been messing around with for a couple of years. I am currently playing with size, these are pretty small at about 2 1/2 inches in diameter. I would rather they be 3 or 3 1/2. It also might be fun to make a super scrubbie that’s 6 inches across.

I use these around the house for cleaning, mostly for dishes, but they work great for wiping down counters, stove tops and cabinets. I like to have one for each day. Then I can just toss it in the hamper and wash it with the next load of laundry. It’s a great reusable little sponge.

They do tend to wear out after about a year. (A YEAR!) So I am making more for home, and possibly some for the shop. And possibly working on a pattern.

It might be that I am making all of these cleaning supplies lately, or that spring is on it’s way, or that I live in a tiny apartment which I also run a business out of the clutter starts to become a problem very quickly, but I am making Friday this week cleaning day. I want to sit down and knit scrubbies in a space so clean it pings.

What’s motivating you today?

Cotton and Cables

A sample of the many things I have up my sleeve at the moment:

I spent my weekend swatching with cotton yarn (also known as making washcloths). I am particularly charmed by this lovely newly-hatched-chick yellow. The cabled swatch also makes me wish I knew how to / had time to make soap, because I think I bar of homemade soap and that cloth would make a very lovely gift.

a month of letters, or how i love a challenge on the internet

here’s something you may not know about me – i am a sucker for internet challenges. want me to try something new, or develop a better habit in some way or another? if you find a way to post it on the internet as a challenge, i will probably try it. way back in 2005, farmer woob tried to get me to start running. inspiring stories of how she was learning to love running, gentle suggestions that maybe i should get more exercise, offers to take me out on a run to show me how fun it could be – none of that convinced me. when i discovered that the couch to 5K program was not only posted on the internet but had a whole website and forum community where people publicly posted and reported on their progress – then, and only then, did i agree to start running.

i’ve posted here about brooklyn homesteader’s bread challenge, which i haven’t been religious about meeting every week (or posting about), but has definitely resulted in me baking more bread. i follow @janeespenson on twitter and get excited about her group writing sprints every single time i join her in one, even though my day job is essentially all writing, all the time. i set up an account at the concept2 rowing website just so i could participate in the knotty knitters virtual team challenge on the rowing machine at the gym in january (and look at that – there’s a february challenge, too!)

so, when i found out today that author mary robinette kowal has organized a month of letters challenge this february, i was powerless to resist. i haven’t signed up for an account on her site (yet) but i sent my first letter out in the mail today. i’m not going to bore you with some diatribe on how email and facebook have destroyed the gentle art of letter-writing or rhetorical questions like ‘what happened to the good old days when the post came with something other than junk mail and bills?’ suffice to say – it’s an internet challenge and i am in.

i can already think of plenty of people to write to. to start, i have five nephews and a niece, though not all of them can read yet. i have a best friend who’s having a rough time right now and is pretty lonely and another friend who gets so much email that she’d probably love forever a person who actually forces her to slow down long enough to read a hand-written letter. and since i find it inexplicably weird that my grandmother is on facebook, i’m going to increase my postal communication with her so i don’t have to think too much about what she might see on a grandchild’s ‘wall.’

if anyone wants to join me in participating in february’s month of letters, share your plan in the comments. and if you feel like exchanging actual letters with me, feel free to send me your postal address via the ‘contact’ link at the top of this page.


thinking about wool

i’ve been thinking a lot about wool recently. i’m a knitter and a spinner and it’s winter in new york, so that’s not terribly surprising, i suppose. it’s really that i’ve been thinking a lot about wool in some different ways than i’ve thought before. before when, you ask? well, here’s how my thinking has evolved.

before i was a knitter, wool was just something that winter clothes were made of. you wear sweaters in the winter, sometimes they’re made of wool, sometimes they’re made of something else, some wool sweaters are itchy, some are nice but expensive, sometimes you find a wool sweater that’s so perfect you basically live in it from october to may. but mostly, i didn’t really think that much about the fiber content of my clothes. if it fit well, looked nice, was washable and dry-able (which tended to rule out a lot of wool clothes, actually), and if it was something i could afford or was willing to spend money on, i bought it and wore it, giving more thought to how my clothes looked or felt and not so much about where they came from and what they were made of.

after i became a knitter, i started paying more attention to clothing fibers. after all, i was making things for myself and others to wear and i started to learn about the properties of different fibers and fiber blends in yarn. what makes this yarn feel so softy and squishy to knit with or this yarn produce a good firm fabric but be so tough on my hands? what causes this yarn to show off cabled stitches in a sweater so nicely but this yarn to have such a lovely drape and sheen in a lacy shawl?

when i learned to spin, i started paying even more attention to fibers. how is spinning wool different from spinning alpaca or silk or angora? how is spinning the wool from a fine wool sheep breed different from spinning wool from long wool breed or a down breed?  spinning got me more interested in sheep and other fiber animals and in the people who raise them.

i became a shareholder in juniper moon farm’s yarn and fiber CSA, visit the farm on a regular basis, and have became good friends with JMF’s owner and shepherd susan gibbs. i learned to shear sheep, acquired the only fiber animal i can legally keep on my tiny brooklyn lot, and keep my eyes out for any and all ways i can get my shepherding ya-yas until i’m ready to overthrow my yuppie life for a sheep and fiber farm of my very own.

all this has had a significant impact on the way i look at the clothes i wear. and this evolution of my thought process, which was already unfolding on its own, was reaffirmed with kate davies’ and felicity ford’s wovember project.

i know, it’s almost february and wovember happened in november. and i admit that i didn’t actually wear that much 100% wool in november. november was an unseasonably warm month here in new york and i hadn’t unpacked all my heavy woolens yet. but i spent a lot of november thinking about wool and as winter turned into actual winter weather, i started reassessing my wardrobe.

i have some good wool sweaters, a few pairs of wool pants for work, a nice wool-blend dress but also a lot of clothes from H&M and old navy and the like that are poly-something/rayon/etc blends and the best that can be said of them is that they’re cheap enough to buy a lot of and easy to replace. i actually tend to wear the same smallish handful of pieces over and over, so i’ve come to realize that what i do own should be the best i can find.

i started shopping for more 100% wool clothing after wovember. one of my favorite brands is icebreaker, which not only produces some great 100% merino wool clothing that’s machine-washable, but tries to do it in an ethical and sustainable way. i like that you can trace each garment to the sheep farm where its wool was grown. since i’m friends with an actual shepherd who makes her living from the sheep she raises, i particularly appreciate that even larger corporations recognize that for there to be wool clothing to sell, there have to be sheep farmers who can make a buck producing it. other companies that make 100% merino washable wool clothing that i like include ibex, luna, minus33, and of course, smartwool.

yes, these clothes aren’t cheap. but they’re hands down the clothes i put on more than all the rest of my clothes combined. i wear wool skirts and pants to work, with wool tights or wool knee socks underneath. i wear wool long johns under my wool skirts on extra cold days when i’m walking to the subway. i wear wool shirts with jeans and wool sweaters with everything. wool keeps me warm when it’s cold, is breathable and cooler when the heat gets turned up a little too high, and keeps me comfortable all day. wool is perfect for running and farm chores and other times when i’m working hard and sweating up a storm. i even wear wool as pjs. i won’t say that i wear 100% wool 100% of the time, but i’m definitely committed to spending more of my money on high quality wool clothes and less on cheap lower-quality synthetics.

and every time i put on something made of wool, i think about all the work it takes to raise the sheep that make the wool and all the effort it takes to turn raw wool into finished garments. and i think that all the money i’ve spent is a total bargain.


Thank you, Munich!