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Was it all just a dream…? | twist and shout
https://twistshout.wordpress.com/2015/06/13/was-it-all-just-a-dream
Because I just never shut up. Was it all just a dream…? June 13, 2015. 8212; kathy @ 1:04 pm. Upon arrival, the view from our back screen porch. 8230; Squam Art Workshops. Warning: picture-heavy post; not sure how the type will wrap, so, sorry in advance.). The entire experience seemed to flow past me so very quickly that I was swept away in it all like a leaf in a stream, riding along, taking it all in until I was deposited at last on the shore. Breathless. All of it. The back porch…. The shower thing w...
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Oh my Garters! | twist and shout
https://twistshout.wordpress.com/2015/06/22/oh-my-garters
Because I just never shut up. June 22, 2015. 8212; kathy @ 11:08 am. Magnificent Oyster shawl by WeaverKnits in. Stonehedge Fiber’s Crazy mill ends. The colors are really interesting and unusual. Many folks claim knitting is relaxing, however I must add that, in my opinion, the only time knitting is relaxing is when the project is working out the way you want it to. To me, garter stitch is restful, and I’ve decided that if I’m wise, I’ll be certain to have some sort of garter stitch pro...I know, right?
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FO: Zuzu’s Petals « Yarn Is My Métier
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Mé tier : an area in which one excels and is particularly well-suited. Laquo; Pattern: The Freddie Cowl. A little bit of crochet. FO: Zuzu’s Petals. I’d intended for that lone ball of Freia Ombré Sport. To be a featured player / proof of concept in an avant garde design I’d been working on. Even though the design went into hibernation, the yarn flew to top of mind when I saw Carina Spencer’s Zuzu’s Petals. It was designed with ombré yarn in mind. 1 ball (217 yd /199 m) sportweight yarn. Pattern: Slippery...
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Ladies, Welcome to the Women’s Land Army | The Ivory Needles
https://theivoryneedles.wordpress.com/2013/05/31/ladies-welcome-to-the-womens-land-army
A young lady knitting through time. Ladies, Welcome to the Women’s Land Army. I thank you, beautiful readers, for waiting so long with me for these photos to be up. The weather in Oregon has been spastic, changing it’s mind from rain, sun, cloudy and everything in between on an hourly basis. But they are finally here! I had so much fun with my talented photographer friend and future roommate (which means much more photography! Okay, enough of me jabbering, you probably want to see some photos. I bought s...
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Back to the Classics - Borderline Savage
http://www.borderlinesavage.com/2015/02/back-to-the-classics.html
Laquo; Two Birds. Ten Things I Love, 2014 Lookback ». Back to the Classics. Ive been a bit out of sorts on the reading front recently. I have three books Im currently reading. The one Ive been reading the longest is a David McCullough. Book - The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris. How could you not appreciate that. My nine year old Girl Scout self learned Morse Code and was fascinated by it, though the only letters I remember now are TMOEISH - do you know why? As genius as Samuel Morse was on the teleg...
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Decisions, decisions. Again. | twist and shout
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Because I just never shut up. Decisions, decisions. Again. May 22, 2015. 8212; kathy @ 12:32 pm. Tags: blue moon fiber arts. Quill Shawl using Rovings Polwarth Silk fingering, Blue Moon Fiber Arts BFL fingering, and Madelinetosh Tosh merino light. Share in the experience. But I’ve gone off on a tangent, as usual. Sorry. To knit, not necessarily what I. Anyway, since I’m headed off to Squam (! I must decide what to bring. It must be the sort of thing that can be knitted during lots of conversation(no ...
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My Book is a Lake | Tom Schabarum | Writer
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My Book is a Lake. April 25, 2015. I take pleasure when my barber vacuums my head after my first haircut, tasting my first Baja Taco, my first sip of decaf coffee, avocados. Everything seems new. My book is a lake I walk along every day. Sometimes it’s a mirror, others it is a place I could drown in. Today the sun halos my dog’s muzzle as he runs the trail ahead of me and then looks back as if to say, c’mon, there is more to see. Leave A Comment →. April 25, 2015. April 26, 2015. April 26, 2015.
