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I am thinking one of these may do-hard to choose without auditioning...hate to buy both!



the expensive one!cat nap
birthday cabbage
Maybe you can help. I have narrowed my choices down to two possibilities....thnks for the website-Dakota essense:)

love this picture

Cute mittens from the Purl Bee

I am enjoying these quick mittens. Almost feels like cheating because
I am using felted wool and not knitting the whole things.

Not a complete loss

There may be another, brighter quilt inspired by this fabric. I am
thinking a 60 degree inklingo diamond star shape may be in the works.

NY SHeep and Wool Festival

We had a lovely time at the wool festival in spite of the weather report. There was not so much as a drizzle or a drop. The temp was nippy and the sheep were turned out in their finest. I resisted the urge to buy a whole unprocessed fleece to spin, knowing I will never actually do all the work that is entailed in actually involved in processing a raw fleece. I did come home with a couple of reasonably small bags of nice fluffy undyed corridale to play with. One day I would like to spin enough to actually make a sweater. heh. Have I told you of the theory that knitting is actually responsible for civilization as we know it? no? well maybe another post. Many fiber addicts already know this in the fiber of their being. Ahem.
(The fourth picture is the inside of a tent made of felt-a yurtish structure in that it is round. Very Cozy.)

in pursuit of a panel

I could not find a panel for my Jane Austen center, so I decided to try and make one. This is my first attempt. I will see how it works out and then if it doesn't work, I will do another! this is four panels and I will give each one a test drive.

collections

I get the need part-the feeling that you must have something to fill a need. This need comes in many forms, the need to look "right" the need to have supplies to make stuff or books to instruct or amuse, music to fill the air, space to arrange it so that you can find it, money to keep it coming. But isn't this need really just one big need that never gets filled?
Isn't it in the nature of the need itself to be unfulfilled or it ceases to exist and what part of ourselves has a preinstalled self destruction option?
So the need just keeps shifting from one aspect to another: shape shifting- to insinuate itself into whatever part is left unguarded, unprotected.
In some more refined context, it is called collecting, and this may be valid for some, safe and even profitable if a market exists. But I think for most, it is just unspecific need, drifting into our lives, fitting into whatever shape our wounds have assumed. Perhaps until we do whatever healing we need to do, before it goes away, or it does us irreparable harm.
I collect books on knitting and quilting and decorating and building: more than I will ever use...more than I can even find....in my piles. My personal stacks. I have bought bookshelves to house them and even joke about our library, but they are overflowing, unruly, and threaten to overtake what little open space we have unless the need is tamed or more likely replaced with a different, less demanding need.
Ah, but my needs are very demanding, the need for supplies and rooms to put them in, and the need for inspiration and time to implement and money to feed the supplies and keep the house and fund the inspiration. I have always been at odds with my needs, sometimes denying myself to an unhealthy degree and at other times self indulgent to the other unhealthy extreme of addiction, and mostly I have wavered somewhere in the middle, balancing on a high wire. With no net, the hushed crowd of my needs, gathered below in the dark tent.
This rave is precipitated by my not being able to find a book. One book. A book which has the pattern I need to begin the other mitten. It is here somewhere. I just know it.