Wednesday, 20 August 2014
Monday, 18 August 2014
Like most things in the world, knitting has a set of rules and conventions. Sometimes, we knitters break them. This is my knitting confession.
On Mondays, I'll fess up to some of my own, personal knitting "no-no's". Feel free to join me by blogging some of your own weekly confessions or stories of breaking knitting conventions and join the linkup below.
Confession #1: Working with straight knitting needles makes me feel old fashioned.
Part of me feels like everyone sees knitting as the "old lady craft," and it is directly identifiable in pop culture by the straight knitting needle. So in using it, I play into that stereotype. All I need is a few cats and a rocking chair to make it complete. (Now that I think of it, a rocking chair sounds kind of awesome. I think I want one of those now.) But me, a young, cool knitter, I don't fall into this stereotype, so I feel drawn to use anything but straight needles. And that idea is totally silly, because Wikipedia (reliable source of all human knowledge) tells me that circular needles were actually patented in 1918, but were in use before even then and double pointed needles are believed to be the oldest type of knitting needle. So really, it doesn't matter what kind of needle I use - they are all old fashioned. (And knitting itself is definitely old - like 1AD old. Woah.)
It's what I make with my needles that can make me a unique knitter. And really, any knitting I do,
regardless of the old lady stereotype, is cool because I enjoy doing it and it makes me happy, and what could be better than that? Besides, if I really cared what other people thought of my knitting, I probably wouldn't do it publicly, on the subway every day, right? (Though, to be honest, straight needles do take up a bit of space on a packed subway - believe me, I've been there.)
Plus, Gromit uses straight needles, and he's one of the coolest knitters I know. So I'm getting over my knitting stereotypes (partly through force because all my interchangeable circular cables are currently associated with several projects) and embracing a newfound fondness for straight needles and the bounty of projects they can be used for.
Bonus cartoon for my own amusement:
Do you feel you fall into knitting stereotypes? Or do you have your own knitting confessions? Join me and share your own knitting confessions. Your confession can be anything knitting related: rules you always seem to break, conventions you just don't understand, or stories of when something in knitting just went wrong. Together we can all work through our own naughty knitting habits.
Friday, 15 August 2014
Wednesday, 13 August 2014
Monday, 11 August 2014
Saturdays are made for going to the yarn shop. Since moving to Toronto, I find myself following an odd sort of ritual when going to the yarn shop. Here's how the process usually goes for me:
On Friday night, after a long week of work (which this summer usually ends with me feeling like I didn't get much done because things just aren't going as planned), I decide a trip to the yarn store will cheer me up. But I'm too lazy to actually go Friday evening because I just got home, and took my shoes off, and Rufus is cute, and I just poured a glass of wine. So… Saturday morning. I wake up Saturday morning ready to go. I give myself a budget, kiss the boys (who are still in bed and grumbling about me being up) goodbye, and grab an iced coffee on my way to the subway. It's a process that puts me into exactly the stupidly excited state of mind that I love about going to the yarn shop.
I usually prefer going to yarn stores by myself because nobody else I know here in Toronto is really into this whole crazy knitting/yarn-a-holic/fiber madness thing I have going on. So when I do go with other people, I always feel like they are waiting on me. And yarn requires time. It requires squishing. And face-rubbing. And oohing. And putting back a skein 5 times before finally committing on it - but wait, that blue is so pretty, too, or the red, or maybe orange?! You just can't rush a good yarn shop experience. These are delicate decisions I am making. You don't rush an artist.
This week was a great yarn shop experience. I visited The Purple Purl which is located in the west side of town. It's a bit of a journey from my humble abode, so I hadn't gotten around to visiting the shop before now. But I will definitely be back! This shop has one of the best selection of local and Canadian yarns that I've come across. Canada produces some great yarns, but they can sometimes be difficult to find (even in Canada) because they simply aren't those "big name" yarn brands you usually come across, even in higher end yarn shops. Plus, you earn points with every purchase towards a $25 discount on pretty much anything in the shop. Why, yes, that is like earning a free skein of yarn just for knitting (which you were going to do anyway, but now that there's a reward…).
So, of course, I bought some. (In the spirit of supporting local businesses and local yarn dyers, of course!)
These lovely skeins of Tanis Fiber Arts Yellow Label are destined to become a long, splendidly soft, texturally delighting Guernsey wrap. I haven't used guernsey often in my knitting, but I find myself admiring it greatly because of it's amazing simplicity and timelessness. Plus, this wrap will be perfect for keeping me warm through a long Toronto winter.
Do you have any yarn shopping rituals of your own? What do you love most about your favorite yarn shop?
Sunday, 3 August 2014
One of my favorite places in the city is St. Lawrence Market. It is a giant, two-story market in Old Town that has anything you could ever need - butchers, seafood, bakeries, cheesemongers, bulk spices, fresh pasta, coffee, rice, various ethnic ingredients. It's fabulous. And on top of that, there's food stalls covering almost every type of food you've ever heard of (and probably some you haven't). It is a grand adventure every time I visit. It's almost impossible to capture in words or images - you just have to visit it and experience it for yourself. And if you went to their website (or visit the market) you'll notice they are very proud of the fact that they were recently voted the number 1 food market in the world by National Geographic.
One of my favorite reasons to visit St. Lawrence is the year 'round farmer's market they hold every Saturday. And the summer offerings are always the best: mountains of kale, amazingly fresh herbs, and the most gorgeous mushrooms are just a peek at the offerings. Right now is one of my favorite times to visit the market because fresh, local peaches are in season. And they are yummy! I'm talking, eat four-a-day yummy. And I try to take full advantage of peach season at the market, because in a blink of an eye, it's gone. (I am definitely not the only person who is a fan of the local peaches. All the booths selling them were so jammed packed, I could barely squeeze in to buy some let alone snap a shot of their beautiful fuzziness.)
Just looking at the pictures makes me hungry - time for another peach?
Wednesday, 30 July 2014
We've had cooler weather the past few days. On one hand, this gave me a reason to wear my Pluie cardigan without having to rationalize donning a wool cardigan in the middle of summer. On the other hand, the weather mostly felt like a cruel tease reminding me that for us here in the north, summer will be ending soon. Being a fall baby, I am predisposed to love fall, but this year I think I am still so traumatized from last winter that I'm not even looking forward to the beauty of crisp autumn days to come.
I also think part of my desperation to hold on to summer comes from the fact that even though the months have flown by, I feel like I haven't done a many things of note. Maybe that's what summer is about - lazy days in the sun just enjoying yourself and not accomplishing a thing. But when people ask me, "What have you been up to this summer?" I'm left uttering long "umm's" and answering, "Work and knitting?" (The question mark at the end of that sentence is true to life as I feel I'm asking myself, "Is that really all you've done in the past three months?")
I'm not sure why I'm so hard on myself about this (maybe I'm just in a mood today…that has lasted all summer) because the truth is that I've finished some of my favorite knits this summer. Projects I am really proud of. And even though I recognize that fact, I am still left wishing I felt more excited about what I've done this summer. So that when the sun disappears for winter and the 10 mile high snow drifts appear, I'm not left wishing I had made more of the warmth and the sun. Likely, though, I will look back in the middle of winter when school and work are in full-on crazy mode and realize that having even just a few lazy days of knitting and sunshine was a perfect way to spend a Toronto summer.
Knitting: I've started working on the Peabody sweater using some Knit Picks Wool of the Andes Sport that I over dyed to create a heathered burnt orange. I love the beautiful leaf lace panel on the front of this sweater and the lace motif running down the sleeves. Isn't it just begging to be made for fall? I've only just started on the lace panel so mine just looks like a crazy long ribbed tube right now, but I'm very happy with how the yarn is looking knitted up. I'm also working on some very vanilla striped socks (using self-striping yarn). Nothing fancy - just stockinette stitch while watching the colors change and change and change. It makes for very good commuting knitting when I can zone out or listen to a podcast while I work.
Reading: I finished Days of Blood and Starlight, the second book in the Daughter of Smoke and Bones series. I love these books - I love the setting, I love the characters, I love the unpredictable plot lines. This series has me entangled. I am really itching to pick up the third book in the series, but it's pretty new, so I'm on the wait list for a library copy. I am really trying to cut down buying books that I can just as easily check out as ebooks from the library. So, now I wait. In the meantime, I checked out a copy of The Coldest Girl in Cold Town by Holly Black. Isn't that a great title? Hopefully the book will live up to it.
Linking up with KCCO and yarn along.