Sunday, July 24, 2016

Fun Cars

I went to check out Open Streets on East Lake today. The most photographable spot was outside of the Hi-Lo Diner where they had some really cool cars.









Sunday, July 10, 2016

Summertime

Not too long ago I went to Excelsior for an event. I planned it so that I would arrive early enough to visit the LYS there since I don't go out that way often. To my dismay, during "summer hours" they are only open 'till 4pm. Oh well.  The building is nice to look at:


East Lake Street has its nice bits too, not just the suburbs, like these colorful bike racks:


Perhaps partly to make up for the Excelsior disappointment, I went to Stillwater yesterday for a quick visit to Darn Knit {Anyway}.  It was not disappointing.


I escaped right when the traffic was starting to get awful.  


The farmers market by my house is in full, delicious, swing.


Small joys are important after such an awful week here in the U.S.


Friday, July 1, 2016

Blankie Story

I was at Needlework Unlimited last weekend for Urban Knitters' group and working on the blankie when I heard someone talking about the blankie, "Look, Mom, she's making a blankie."

It was one of Shelly Kang's daughters ... so I have to tell the story.

Back in 2003/2004, when I was still working at the Evil Airline That No Longer Exists (ironically everyone remembers EATNLE fondly now) I had a co-worker who knit pretty scarves and shawls with novelty yarn and she sold them at craft fairs.  She always had some colorful project in her bag.  Back then I would say longingly that I should really get back to knitting.

When I left EATNLE my co-worker gave me a book, Hip to Knit, as a retirement gift.  I told myself it was my chance, so I signed up for a class at The Yarnery.

The class was taught by Shelly Kang.

Now, the class project was mittens, but Shelly was working on a sock the whole time.  This interested me greatly.  I started knitting socks right after that mitten class because of her.  At the same time she was working on The Blankie.  Hers is a queen-sized bed blanket.  She won the sweepstakes at the Minnesota State Fair the year she finished it.

My blankie is not as ambitious as hers, but it was totally inspired by her and she's the reason I knit socks.

So there you are, full circle.  She didn't remember me at all (of course - she taught a lot of classes) but I told her, "You see, Jean told you that when you teach someone to knit you change their life.  You changed mine."

I think it made her day :)

So that's it.  Thanks to Favorite Auntie for teaching me to knit all those years ago, to Susan Fisher for getting me back into it, to Shelly Kang for the instruction and the inspiration, to Jean also for teaching me so much.  Thanks to The Gypsy for being a great knitting buddy (and for saving my life) and for motivating me to use up all the leftovers.

And thanks to all my knitting friends and the knitting community in general.  I love you all :D

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Lazy Days of Summer

Although it's not technically summer for a couple of days it feels like summer...

Don't know if I ever mentioned it but I've been looking for a card catalog off and on since I moved. Finally found one on Craig's List last week so I drove to Wisconsin to pick it up yesterday.

It's my new TV stand:

To celebrate we had a movie night with the grandkids.  We watched Ponyo, which is very Miyazaki.  Popcorn is a favorite with everyone.


I was asked recently what I was knitting besides the blankie.   I have two pair of socks going (for Christmas gifts)



The mink stole is 25% done:


And for the record, the blankie is at 100% of the target width.  Got a ways to go in the other direction though.


Remember when no one had air conditioning and we used to go to the movies to cool off in the summer?  And sleep in the basement?

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Walking Season Again

Today was a perfect day for a walk - not too hot, breezy, just enough cloud cover to not bake in the sun.  All that notwithstanding, it was a sad day, and a little surreal, which made this bus particularly poignant:


I keep running into shoes lately - not the usual single shoes but pairs, waiting for their owners, in the strangest places.  The owner of these shoes was possibly on the other side of the lake on a paddleboard.  Who knows?


Apparently it's not too late in the season for ducklings.


Good day for kite flying :)