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Mary Beth Temple: The Secret Language of Knitters
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Simon Garfield: Mauve: How One Man Invented a Color That Changed the World
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I'm Breathing

Paint fumes.
Only time for a "Hullo Bunny"
I'm knitting - finishing up those 3 pair of socks to race back up the stairs in (the stairs have been stripped, sanded, stained and look mighty fine.). Note to self, stripping paint and "0" needles are the road to Carpel Tunnel.
And the story socks have reappeared. They'd gone up the river Lethe and were rediscovered at the well head. More of those anon.
Damn glad to see you.

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Glad things are starting to resurface, including you. Have you seen the last page of the Spring Interweave Knits?

Posted by: Angie | February 09, 2008 at 06:01 PM

Hats

Never insist on having your own way. Merely have it, and say nothing."

Socks

I am a sock machine. Not that I churn them out, no, but in the way I wear them, multiple pairs at a time when on location, with toe warmers. Love me some wind chill. Warm ankles go a long way towards happiness.