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There are projects finished that need blocking, but I'd rather not. Ever feel that way? Like it was a struggle to get yourself to finish the thing, and now it just needs to be put away, out of sight, until you randomly happen upon it at a later date. Maybe that time apart allows the negative feelings to flit away, leaving room for you to fall in love with it all over again; and all you have to do at that point is block and wear it. I feel that way. A lot. And maybe about yarn things in general.... Read more →


It was the night before a friend had her pop-up shop at Black Mountain Yarn, about an hour away, and I had nothing on the needles. Well, not nothing, but nothing really conducive to both chatting and paying attention to charts at the same time. Socks and I have had a falling out–mostly, I just don't have the patience right now. Because I wanted something relatively easy, with enough interest that would keep my attention, and yet also quick because I'm clearly a product knitter and want the immediate satisfaction of a finished project, I chose a DK weight shawl.... Read more →


After Asher, who is now six months old, showed how mouthy he's become, destroying all store-bought toys, it became clear that I needed to crochet him a baby. Now, I've crocheted plenty of toys for my previous dog, Rowan–some were simple tubes, others ovals, and at least one that I dubbed an 'alien'. She had her favorites, but they all lasted quite a long time; some even lasting several years. Their longevity was partly due to tight stitching, being super stuffed, and being able to easily repair holes by crocheting over them. This resulted in a frankenstein baby being born,... Read more →


This past Saturday involved a trip to a near-ish park, where we took Asher on some hiking trails. This killed two birds with one stone. First stone: get off my ass. Second stone: socialize the dog by encountering other park goers and their dogs. We skipped the dog park section since the county requires paperwork and an annual fee, both of which we can do but just haven't gotten around to doing it yet. The hike was kept short, since my chest was feeling heavy. That isn't a new sensation; it happens whenever I over indulge in salty stuff and... Read more →


Long story short: a puppy joined the family! He's a rescue puppy, who was named Wyatt by his foster mother. I refuse to have an animal named after a Charmed character (the whole litter of puppies were named after Charmed characters; no, thank you). After playing the alphabet game on the 2.5 hour drive home with him, Caryn and I settled on Asher. Ash. Ash-face. Ash-hat. Ash-hole. Hey you. Here's the fierce creature, working on strengthening his teeth and jaws on some stick that had it coming. Look at that evil glare! Fear the tiny cute thing with an insatiable... Read more →