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Shoulders, Hands and Toes

Where to begin? Somewhat unusually of late, I've been too busy knitting to have time to blog. It's a problem I don't mind having, though. :)

I finished up a cowl I've been working on for awhile - it was a simple, portable project and other things kept getting in the way. But the Beatnik Cowl is finally complete, and Adam and I had a fun photoshoot at the Library on a Sunday afternoon.

A lady from the UofA called Hand Held to see if we would be interested in doing a survey for them, as part of a study on Adult Continued and Independent Learning. We had a grand time filling it out - because one thing about knitters is that they are interactive sharers. The way we approached the survey would probably have provided some interesting information in itself.

Because I must needs play with the yarn, I recreated Pantone's Fall 2012 Fashion Color Report using yarn that the shop carries. I tried to be both accurate in color matching, and present a range of weights and fibers.

I finished this pattern up today - the Aero socks. I did them both at once (which I tend to systematically avoid - I find it demoralizing) but I wanted to be certain that they matched. The yarn was some that Cynthia let me choose for my birthday - there's some left, that I haven't yet decided what I want to do with.

Not all my knitting has been for me - I've also been working on a fascinating scarf as a store sample. The pattern is Windward by Heidi Kirrmaier; even if it wasn't still on the needles, it's such a unique shape that it's difficult to photograph well.

Besides that, I'm also working on finishing up a hat and a couple of skirts before I let myself move on to my next design - a sweater (anyone who knows me knows what a big deal that it - I don't do sweaters, whether they're other people's patterns or my own). But what is the fun of knitting if it's not an adventure?


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It's that time of year again... the 31 Days writing challenge starts today! Bloggers from all over will be writing every day of the month of October on the topic of their choosing. This will be my fourth year participating - the first year I did 7 for 31, and spent a month going through Jen Hatmaker's book 7. The second year I did 31 Days of Sustainable Dwelling, and wrote about local and fair trade living. Last year I was busy but still wanted to participate, so I went the easy route with 31 Days of Everyday Beautiful.

This year I'm diving into my greatest passion: knitting! I'll spend this month looking at past designs and talking about the inspiration behind them, so there will be plenty of regular life mixed in with the stitching - and there may be discount codes for the patterns that I write about. You'll just have to read and see!

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Unfortunately, this also applies to my own knitting. For years, I was apparently unaffected by the shifts and turmoils in my own life, so I assumed that I was exempt from the rule - when the reality was, in fact, that I wasn't really experiencing any of those on anything deeper than a surface level because everything was deadened by depression. When I finally started to really…


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I've never chosen the word. It's always presented itself to me - and last year was no different. Pacific was very insistent, even though I tried to argue with it. Pacific? What does that even mean? What am I supposed to do with that?
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