Thursday, December 22, 2011

holiday frenzy

I have been scrambling to finish a sweater for myself, which was finally seamed up this afternoon. Just in time for the holidays! The pattern is Belfast, and it was theoretically a quick knit, if one has the time.

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The boys and I have had a wonderful time making clementine candles, which have such a wonderful burnt citrus aroma.

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I have been busy weaving a bunch of spa cloths on my little loom, to give as gifts with handmade soap.

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My next post will include the super secret gifts I made the boys for the holidays (after they are unwrapped), but here is a picture of an adorable needle felted sheep we were given by a very dear woman.

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Thursday, December 8, 2011

It is not surprising it has come to this.

I bought some lovely Wollmeise sock yarn to make a pair of socks. Tardis socks.
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Which led to me finding the perfect project bag. It stores flat:
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and then snaps into a bag!
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I take my fandom seriously.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

spinner's weasal

Last week, my employer informed me that the rhyme 'pop goes the weasel' was based on "something to do with spinning fiber", a fact he had learned in Shaker Village. This was something I had never heard of, which surprised him, and piqued my curiosity.

Lucky for me, I spent the day today in Shaker Village, spinning some fiber with a lovely group of women. According to my peers, my employer's memory was correct. Apparently, there is some historical evidence that the rhyme references a spinner's weasel, a device that was used to measure skeins, and 'pops' once the desired length is reached. At the moment they have a wonderful exhibit on Shaker textiles, if anyone in the area is able to visit it.

I use an umbrella swift when I skein yarn, and my children and I have recited a different rhyme as it rotates:

"Round and round and round she goes
Where she stops, nobody knows"

This originated in the Amateur Hour that was on the radio starting in the 1930's. The host would spin the wheel, and the rhyme was recited at the beginning of every show.

I think that henceforth we will use the more historically accurate 'pop goes the weasel'; though there is something to be said for the intensity of the Original Amateur Hour's chant.

Friday, December 2, 2011

a weeks of nothings

This week has been seriously lacking in productivity. I seem to have gotten sucked into a vortex where there is a blur of activity, but very little is actually accomplished.

I was able to knit these fingerless gloves for myself, which was long overdue. My hands tend to get cold easily, and are easily stressed by changes in the weather. These are made of a handspun (not by me, by Sour Cherries on etsy) BFL, which made for a lovely knit.

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In other news, my mother sent some adorable Matryoshka dolls that are brilliantly painted. The wee puffin kills me!
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