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Knitting for Peace

Knitting, glorious knitting. There was a yarn crawl last month, and while I was only able to make to half the shops (not that I haven't been to the others, since they're in Northwest Arkansas, but I like to do things all the way), I did end up with lots of goodies (purchased, and won). 

One thing that I won was 3 balls of Erika Knight British Blue Wool (delicious Blue Faced Leicester, which smells like a lamb rolling on a grassy hillside in the sunshine - the sheep, not the yarn - and is my favorite wool) - I loved the pink and the grey, and had mixed feelings about the beige, but ended up striping the neutrals together and using the pink as an accent on a pair of gloves. Find Love Out Loud on Ravelry - because the world needs a little more love, especially out where others can see it.

Purchased yarn became a lesson in short rows (a technique that I'm unfamiliar with) in the form of a gorgeous scarf/shawl/wrap/thing by Stephen West. I had a lot of fun with Dotted Rays, and I also have a better understanding of short rows now. While I don't generally choose such vibrantly multi-colored yarn, this made me squeak aloud when I saw it, so I figured it was meant to be. (It was - I love it.)

I also got a few balls of Ewe Ewe Wooly Worsted (an awesome yarn, all around) to make a pair of bears for my niece and her due-in-January sister. Because I will take any chance to knit adorable matching bears from an old British pattern.

Now I'm trying to wrap up a remix of Grace-Filled before the end of the month - there's a Project Peace knit a long starting on December first that I'd like to have my needles free for!


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31 Days of Unraveling Designs

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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Urban Artemis
Graffiti for Humanity
Love Out Loud
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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…


A few years ago, I was introduced to the concept of replacing the traditional list of resolutions with a single word. It appealed to me - I am not a big list person, but I love language and words and meanings and etymology and metaphor and... ahem. Ennyhoo. I liked the idea.
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?
But I accepted it, and I'm glad I did. I learned about depth and calm, about storm and nurture, about faith and adventure - and about the unstoppable ocean of God's grace, that overwhelms to fill and cleanse and bring blessings unasked.
So I'm bidding pacific a very fond farewell, and welcoming spark and whatever lessons it would like to bring. I invited it in with a copper wire punctuated with tiny lights and wrapped around my mood board, and I've got an empt…