Rose Reticule

Knitting holds on to its old words.  Ganseys, gurnseys, wristers, gauntlets, gussets, steeks and, in this case, reticule.  Of course, then there are “Magic Loops” and “frogging” and “tinking”  and “UFOs” but hold that thought for now.  This is Nicky Epstein’s “Rose Reticule” pattern from the Winter, 1994 Knitters Magazine.  I knit it soon after [...]

A Calming Sunset

The sunsets on Hillman’s Long Lake are most often beautiful in an understated way.  Yellows and delicate oranges melt into the almost night  shadows.  About now the fishermen would mostly be off the lake.  My dad would have stayed out a little later, though, trolling for bass in the shallows until night settled in.

Red Sky at Night

You look at the flames of your little firepit.  You look at the sky and the sky reflected in the lake.  Everything rattling around inside your head quiets.   Soon we’ll spot the first bat of the night.

Bokaclava

Scotland’s Anne-Marie Dunbar generously posted this pattern on her blog.  Twenty-two Ravelers (including me) have knitted it.    It’s Bok, of Dr. Who fame.  Bok was a stone gargoyle brought to life by Azal’s power.  Bok was short, powerful, with glowing red eyes.  This time, it would have  been perfect if my camera didn’t have the [...]

Sunrise in Ghost Bay

Steve took this photo as we entered Ghost Bay the last weekend in September, early, just after sunrise.  The mist had mostly cleared from the water. The sunshine was spilling through the trees, painting this splash of gold on the water. I didn’t want to disturb the scene by paddling through it. Can you imagine [...]

Not So Ubiquitous Chair Anymore

If I have any regular readers, he may remember my “EZ Does It” post where I wrote about Elizabeth Zimmermann who encouraged knitters to bushwhack their own trail through the craft.  London knitter and design student Yuvinia Yuhadi, through the magic of Ravelry, her wonderful pattern and her own knitted chair cover blog, has encouraged [...]

Belly Button Island in the Fog

I know.  We should probably stay off the water when the fog is thick.  But it was very early, on a cold September morning, and no one else was out on the water.  Our kayaks are neon orange and bright yellow.  Steve was wearing his blaze orange cap.  I was wearing my most amazed expressions [...]