Day Three: Saturday. I’m thoroughly enjoying pulling yarns from my stash…from unopenend skeins to tiny balls of remnants. Day Three was for Beth. I chose a bright, yumalicious color. Warm. In utterly luscious cashmere—eight ply, Cape Cod Lobster Pot Yarn. The name of the color? Drawn Butter, of course. I’ve made a scarf out of [...]

Every Thanksgiving, my husband Bill would concoct his garlic potatoes. I’d make the bird, and he’d whip up such a delicious batch of homemade garlic potatoes that the bowl would be naked by the end of the meal.

Vicki’s husband, Bill Tapply, just lost his two-year battle with leukemia. During those two years, and for many previous years, they shared wonderful times and a great love. Vicki will be back writing her blog in a week or so.

Shepard Fairey, he of the iconic Obama posters, has painted a work for a charity auction. ”Close Knit” depicts two girls knitting. I love what he has to say about art and knitting:

In Bolivia, the Quechua and Aymara Indian women don’t lounge in hot tubs. They don’t turn their TVs to Desperate Housewives or Lost. They don’t get pedicures. What they do is struggle…for food, for warmth, for clothing, for life’s daily needs. Yet one group of these women has considerably improved their way of life. How? Knitting. [...]

I’ve been waiting for this festival all year. Tomorrow and Sunday, sheep will baaaa and llamas will spit and dogs will herd and bunnie…well, they’ll just look quite adorable. The festival, like many around the country, has tons of stuff for spinners and dyers and yarnies like me. Books, food, pretty much everything fiber related [...]

Sandysays on Twitter: Raising teens is like trying to nail jello to a tree! Sign in my office: “Hire a teenager while they still know it all” Brilliant.

I love when a knitter says she’s taught her daughter…neice…grandson…best friend…to knit. Some of my Twitter friends have done just that. I love the thread of tradition, of fiber history looking far into the past and facing forward into the future.