Monday, November 26, 2012

i'll make you a scarf.

it's getting cold in tulsa. which means it's even colder in middlebury, vermont. and if, say, you were up at college in middlebury vermont, without a car, and you had to walk everywhere, you might want a scarf. sure, you could buy one (along with boots for the snow, a new north face pullover and some ski equipment). but why not have someone make you a nice scarf?
a nice comfy handmade scarf trumps store bought every time. i admit - i might be slightly biased here, but for the most part, it's true (unless your aunt gladys knit you a multi-colored fluffy floofy scarf with the "novelty" yarn she bought half price at hobby lobby. but then again, that might just be your thing, and that's ok too).
so yes, hand-made wins every time.
so when michael, the neighbor's eldest son, up in vermont for his first semester of college, mentioned it was getting cold, i was ON it! i will knit you a scarf!
the first thing i did was try to look for a "manly" design. i wanted to do something kind of interesting, but at the same time not too terribly complicated - i wanted to finish THIS fall, not next fall. so some aesthetic qualities may have been sacrificed for the sake of expediency but of course the quality is still high so it's ok!
i settled on a basic basketweave (5 knit stiches, 5 purl stitches, repeated and every 5 rows, then reversed). then i went to my favorite lys, loops, and picked up some yarn. i don't have the tags in front of me but i believe it was classic elite vista - an alpaca blend. alpaca is warmer than wool and super soft so i thought it was a good choice. i went with grey. because that's what a sophisticated young man should wear.
all this was approved by the neighbor - he knows michael better than i do so of course i wanted to make sure i was on the right track.
i got a little distracted by a super cool cable scarf pattern (more on that later) but i did manage to finish the SYMS (sophisticated young man's scarf) by the time michael came home to visit for thanksgiving. i think he liked it. but the real test will be to see if a) he uses it and b) it keeps him warm and c) he likes it. time will tell.

regardless, i sure do enjoy knitting for other people. i like the idea that i can make something that hopefully looks nice and that they can use and enjoy. sadly i've probably promised a few people i'd make something for them and i haven't really come through yet. so if that was you - sorry. i'm not exactly the fastest knitter around and you may have to remind me. plus my boyfriend gets first dibs.


ace and michael - mr. east coast prepster.

he may have to practice wearing it...

Sunday, November 18, 2012


Why do they call it frogging?  Because when you want to undo your knitting, you have to rip-it, rip-it, rip-it!

Dumb joke, but don’t we all feel a bit froggish when inattention or misunderstanding has us jumping off on the wrong foot?  We’d all love to have perfect, even stitches pouring off our needles and forming fabulous garments before our very eyes.  That only happens in fairy tales or Harry Potter stories!  The reality is we all sometimes get distracted, skip a pattern line, misread a chart, drop some stitches.  

As Ace mentioned, she frogged her road-trip scarf because it didn’t look right, it didn’t feel right, and ultimately she felt better ripping out and re-knitting.  Re-knitting, no doubt, with more mindfulness. 

Isn’t that just like life?  We do, and re-do, learn our hiccups and learn to pay attention.  We learn what needs practice, how things are constructed, the nuances of life’s pattern.  We learn what we can adjust, ignore, or catch in later with a deft stitch.  We learn what needs a good deal of frogging to set right.  

A cheerful acceptance of frogging seems to be one of life’s little secrets.  Ultimately, no stitch made, unmade, or remade, is wasted. And we all feel better about the outcome.

For some wonderful techniques to make frogging easier, visit Theresa at here

My most recent trip to the frog pond?  The Noro Silk Garden sweater I started during Hurricane Sandy got hopelessly off-pattern.  I'd knit about as much as you can see in the photo below-- and had to rip it all out right down to the ribbing and knit again.  It was worth it.


Monday, November 12, 2012

knitting through texas.

i like texas. a lot. so when the neighbor asked me if i'd like to go on a little vacation with him and his family to san antonio, i said yes please!
not only did i get to spend time with my favorite person and his family, but i got to spend time in a super cool state. it was a good vacation.
we drove to san antonio - the neighbor and i in the back seat of a nissan murano, his sister and brother-in-law up front.
i can't read in the car but for some reason, i can knit up a storm. so that's what i did when i wasn't looking at the scenery. which was nice, but you know how it is when you're in the zone - the knitting zone - you just gotta knit.
a few weeks ago i found a really intriguing scarf pattern. i like cabling but i have to be careful with it - i don't like things that are TOO busy. but this pattern is just right - lots of cabling but it's also nice and orderly.
then a week later i found the right yarn - a really lovely merino wool from the best tulsa LYS - loops. now all i needed was the time to knit. voila - an 8.5 hour car ride. times two.

as soon as i got a few rows in, the neighbor began to express interest in the pattern, the color and texture of the yarn, and the complexity of the pattern. it was fun showing him my progress over the course of the trip. you know how cool it makes us knitters feel when we come across someone who is not only interested in what we do but also appreciates the work we put into our projects!
needless to say by the end of the first leg of trip, it became apparent that i'm knitting a scarf for the neighbor.

i did end up having to frog a good portion of it - for some reason i missed a few cable repeats or something, and there were too many straight lines and not enough twisty cables. the neighbor said he didn't care - he'd wear it anyway, but i couldn't do it. because it wasn't RIGHT. it's bad enough to know that something as important as cables didn't look right but i certainly couldn't let someone else wear something i made that wasn't right. so - i frogged about a third of it. it set me back but i ultimately felt better about it.

as i knit my way through texas and oklahoma i thought about a lot of things. i got back into that really satisfying feeling of staying in the present moment. i watched the countryside go by and knit my way across the highways. it was nice.


(by the way, you can find this cool cable scarf pattern here.)

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

first threads

Winding the Skein:  Folks, we are trying to coordinate the Comment threads, and are struggling a bit.

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Thank you to all of you who wrote email to congratulate us or comment.  And thanks to J. L. for asking me to tell the story of My First Project -- as Ace so aptly noted: we all have our stories.

Frankly, it came out looking like a hippie poncho for a fashion-blind snake.  “It” was ostensibly a scarf.  “It” was in reality my mother’s successful plot to keep two kids (7 and 9) quiet on a long car trip.

My sister’s yarn was pink.  Mine was blue.  Our new aluminum needles matched: pink for her, blue for me.  Mom cast on for us, and showed us the knit stitch.  We knit.  We knit, split stitches, bewailed our uneven edges, learned to reduce, split some more.  These scarves became almost totemic.  We dragged them with us across the continent to California. We discovered Red Heart yarn in the local craft shop and delighted in spending our allowance to add to our scarves.  We were blissfully ignorant of colorways.  We just knit what we liked.  And purled. And knit/purled our initials into the fabric.  Made raised hearts and sunken circles.  Somewhere in the middle, I tried to make a buttonhole and ended up with a long, uneven slit down the center.  Mysteriously, the scarf became narrower and narrower, until it finally petered out.  Casting off was the final lesson.

I never wore that scarf. It may have been wrapped around some stuffed animals for a while.  Where that scarf ended up I have no idea -- perhaps acquired by the fashion-optional snake -- but I know what it became: a fond memory, and the foundation for a lifetime of knitting. 


Sunday, November 4, 2012

here's the story.

everyone has a story.

i have one, sockbean has one. this blog is where our stories intersect.
as she mentioned in our inaugural post, sockbean is my aunt on the east coast. and i am the niece, holding down the fort smackdab in the middle of the country. we have been bound by family ties for quite some time now, and i have lots of fond memories from california - of going on walks with sockbean, while her husband and my mom, brother and sister, had long talks. i remember him making turkish coffee. the smell of oil paints. and half-listening to esoteric conversations spoken with a german accent.
then sockbean and i sort of lost touch for a very long time. they moved to boston and i grew up and got on with my own life. i did a lousy job of keeping in touch over the years. but two years ago, almost exactly, we were all reunited, in a way. going through hard times has a way of bringing people closer together and that's what happened with us.
i rediscovered my wonderful aunt and uncle two years ago. and we discovered that there were a lot of common threads that ran through our lives. we are all "artists" - we knit, we draw, we write, we think big thoughts. but most importantly - we are family.
i can't tell you how much it's meant to me to reconnect with sockbean and my uncle. they helped me through something that was, for simplicity's sake, unspeakable. we completed a journey together - a camino, a pilgrimage. it will bond us forever, family or no.
and so now we communicate via text mostly - ah modern communication! the art of the written word is getting lost in favor of LOLs and emojis... so we hold on to physical things (besides our iphones) - knitting needles and the warm, embracing comfort of yarn.

so, here is where you will read our story. not all of it will be this serious, honest! life needs to be fun. and colorful. and not scratchy. like a comfy pair of hand-knit socks or a nice warm scarf.

thanks for joining us - see you back here real soon.