I have oodles of cousins. More than I can count on two hands. Plus most of my toes. Out of the multitude of cousins there is one who has always felt like more of a best friend. She was born in August, me in December. Our slightly dichotomous personalities are perfectly complementary to each other. She is a skateboarder, I would probably fall on my face. She creates impeccable embroidery stitches by hand, I knit and crochet. We fit. It works. Continue reading
I’ve been nominated for a what?
Well, that’s not entirely true. My first reaction was more like, ‘Whaaaat…is a Liebster?’ I then began some quick online searches. Once I knew a bit more about it there was definitely a victory dance involved. Or two. The bearded fellow got a kick out of it.
But wait, there’s more. Since Jac and Megan-Anne were nominated for the Liebster and the Very Inspiring Blogger Award, they decided to mash the two into what they call: The Very Inspiring Liebster Blogger Award. Think of these awards as a way to give other blogs a virtual high-five and to welcome new bloggers (like me!) into the community. Let’s take a look at the rules.
The Very Inspiring Liebster Blogger Award Rules
- Thank and link back to the awesome person who nominated you.
- List the rules and display the awards.
- Answer the ten questions given by the nominator.
- Nominate five other super cool blogs for the awards and notify them.
- Create ten questions for nominees to answer.
First things first: Jac and Megan-Anne, thank you for reading, enjoying, and nominating my blog! Jac and Megan-Anne do wonderful things with charity knit-alongs, which they call Geek-A-Long. Their current project for a mystery blanket features a treasure trove of geek-themed imagery using spectacular double-knit designs. Even though I am not making the blanket, I drool over every square those two produce. Take a look!
My answers to the ten questions from Jac and Megan-Anne:
What is your go-to caffeinated beverage?
Coffee or tea, depending on my mood. Just so long as it is in one of my favorite mugs.
What is your favorite cult classic film?
Ooh, tough one. Three minutes have just passed as I have pondered this question. Taking one look at the movies that the bearded fellow and I own, they are all cult classics. And we watch them over, and over, and over again, for different reasons. Conan is perfect background noise for craft days. Stargate and Big Trouble in Little China are infinitely quotable. Dark Crystal and Labyrinth for the puppets. Krull, Masters of the Universe and The Beastmaster are just…they just are. Alien, Metropolis, the list goes on. My ultimate favorite is Bladerunner. I cry every time Roy Batty tells Deckard about the attack ships on fire over the shoulder of Orion. Such a softie.
What yarn related thing have you always wanted to try but haven’t gotten around to it yet? IE spinning, tatting, dying, Tunisian crochet, etc.
Spinning! I have a Maine-made drop spindle that the bearded fellow found at Goodwill for all of three dollars, fleece included, that is holding a few yards of my first-ever hand spun yarn. I take it out every so often to remind myself just how uncoordinated I can be.
What color are you in love with right now?
What is your favorite fiber to work with?
If you could have any super power, what would it be?
With great power comes great responsibility. You know, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to talk to animals…
What was the last book you read?
Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson.
If you could own any mythical creature as a pet, what would it be?
My first reaction was dragon, but that would be a bit messy. My next choice is a Podling from The Dark Crystal. They look like potatoes and could teach me how not to kill plants.
If your life was turned into a movie, what would it be titled?
Here, There and Everywhere: The Universe is Calling.
What is your favorite season?
Winter. I know, crazy right? My thinking is, you can always put more layers on in winter but you can only take so much off in summer and it is still humid as all get out. Also, you can spend snow days making things like Jabba the Snow Hutt. Why yes, that is a tiny spoon-shaped Leia (complete with slave Leia bikini) in the second picture.
My five nominations for The Very Inspiring Liebster Blogger Award:
Note: I picked folks who, from what I could tell, had not received the award before. So many blogs, so little time.
*B*A*M! crafts. She’s fun, she’s funky, she’s all geek all the time.
Green Elephant Crochet & Things. She just started crocheting this year and has a real knack for color combinations, quirky projects and, in her words, things.
Saltwater Hill Knits. Not only is she a native Mainer (whoop), her blog is a smooth blend of daily life and handy knitting tips.
An Irish Knit Odyssey, for her daring quest to find, promote and use Irish-made yarn.
The Brave Little Thread. She’s got an eye for photography and a way with words.
Ten questions for each blogger to answer:
- Do you prefer eggs scrambled, fried or sunny side up?
- Would you rather sleep in or get up early?
- What is your most cherished finished object?
- If you could learn any new skill related to fiber arts, what would it be?
- What is your favorite color?
- Would you rather bake a cake or a pie?
- What is your go-to comfort food?
- Do you have a favorite constellation?
- What book is next on your ‘to read’ list?
- If you could travel anywhere, where would you like to go?
I’m off to go notify my top five favorite blogs of their new celebrity status. Thanks again to Lattes and Llamas for the nomination and to everyone here for reading along!
I was tempted to call this post ‘Marshmallows and Moxie Falls’, but settled for ‘Whitewater and Fireflies’ instead. They both played an important role this past weekend when, to celebrate a friend’s wedding this coming August, a bunch of friends from New England and beyond got together to show her a good time in The Forks, Maine.
The Forks is known for its snowmobiling trails in the winter and whitewater rafting in the summer. Seeing as how it is July, we opted for a weekend rafting trip on the Kennebec River. 13 miles of water with rapids aptly named with such charming titles as The Rock Garden, Mystery Falls, and (my personal favorites) Big Mama and the Three Sisters. Such a lovely little family of class III-IV rapids. The water races by at 4800-6000 cubic feet per second, just in case you need to know that for, you know, a trivia game or something.
If I had a picture of our group racing down the river, which I do not because who in their right mind brings a camera whitewater rafting when they have a paddle to hold on to and their life to consider, it would most likely show me making a face of extreme surprise, excitement and slight terror. I can say this: I did not drop my paddle. And I did not fall out of the boat. Well, other than that one time when our guide said, ‘Go ahead, jump out of the boat. You can body raft the next set of rapids.’ There was a slight pause before our entire boat, save two, jumped overboard to spend the next few minutes swallowing water and screaming with excitement as we traversed the ‘swimmers rapids’ around us.
We had campfires, made themed puffy paint t-shirts just like my junior high school birthday parties, and ate lots of marshmallows.
And the fireflies! It was magical. Before moving to Maine, I had never seen a firefly (or lightning bug). Nowadays I cannot imagine summer without glowing bugs. While stunning at night, with their little rumps all aglow in just the right shade of nuclear green, fireflies are also quite pretty during the day.
We heard from some locals that we just had to see Moxie Falls while we were in the area. So, we did. After a quick hike we were rewarded with stunning views of the falls. It was a fitting side trip as that weekend was also Moxie Fest, a celebration of all things…Moxie.
Just like when I traveled up the side of a mountain earlier this month and brought my knitting projects along, this weekend was no different. I actually brought two projects with me to The Forks, in case, well, I’m not sure how I thought I would get bored, but I brought them in case I got bored. Spoilers: I was not bored. Not even for a second.
The first project is a classic ‘keep increasing until you have a huge triangle’ scarf, in soft turquoise cotton. Perfect for knitting while doing other things. Like eating marshmallows. Bonus of fireside knitting: my upcycled cotton sweater smells like smoky goodness and carries with it memories of the weekend.Since I am knitting this sweater in the round, not back and forth as the pattern recommends, it took me a bit to figure out the easiest way to work the front and back eyelet portions. I settled on scrap yarn to hold half of the stitches as I work one side at a time. Once they are both done I will seam them along the top. I am so excited to be working on something other than stockinette!
Oh! And the bride to be adored the pastel camisole top that I made her, first mentioned here. Thank you for your feedback! I opted for a simple eyelet stitch through the waist and top, finished with crochet picot edges all around.
Do you have projects that remind you of the places you worked on them?
Over the holiday weekend the bearded fellow and I took a reprieve from Portland and wandered our way up to Newry, Maine. Situated in the western part of the state, Newry has historically been a popular destination for great ski slopes in winter and spectacular hiking throughout Grafton Notch State Park all year.
Grafton Notch State Park includes part of the AT (Appalachian Trail) and offers a range of hiking opportunities for mileage seekers and day hikers alike. L and I decided to tackle Old Speck, a mountain known for its challenging climb and stunning views. Although we spent all day Friday pelted by heavy rain and high winds as ‘post-tropical cyclone’ Arthur made its way up the East Coast, Saturday was a perfect day to summit.
Surprisingly, the climb was not as tough as we were expecting. Cool weather, swift breezes and a complete lack of biting bugs definitely worked in our favor. We started up the white-blazed AT at 10:00 am and reached the summit by 12:20 pm, 3.8 miles covered. At the top of Old Speck is a very (very) tall tower to climb for even better views of the surrounding landscape. Even though the ascent was nothing but nerve-racking (for me at least) the views from the top were worth the increase in blood pressure.
After a leisurely lunch on the summit, we took our time descending the trail as it was a bit tricky with lots of exposed granite made slippery by Friday’s storm. There were plenty of neat little spots like this one which are, without a doubt, where magical faeries live.
Overall the climb was easier than expected and quite worth the effort. Definitely up there on my list of favorite East Coast summits.
Back at camp we refreshed with our feet up by the campfire. The bearded fellow taught me how to make feather sticks, traditionally used to start fires when you have damp wood and need to reach the dry, seasoned wood inside your logs. Their open design allows for air to circulate to get the fire going.
No campfire would be complete without knitting and I made sure to bring plenty of projects with me. Although I was not able to work on my second upcyled sweater mentioned last week, I was able to make great headway on a new project. A dear friend of mine is tying the knot in August and we are celebrating this upcoming weekend with a camping getaway and whitewater rafting. She is a classic gal with a healthy obsession for all things flowery and pastel. I found it fitting to make her an ultra-soft camisole to suit her feminine tastes. Even better, the yarn I selected fits with her wedding colors of lavender, green and peach. Score! The pattern is loosely based on this one, with lacework in place of the stockinette. It offers vintage appeal in an old lace slip kind of way.
I adore upcycling things, especially yarn. No sweater is safe if it is too big, too small or rarely worn. After a recent dive into my closet I stumbled upon a dark navy cabled cotton sweater that fit okay but was rather long and heavy. Solution: cut it up and save the yarn!
The tricky thing about disassembling store-bought sweaters is knowing where to start. On this sweater, there were machine-sewn seams seemingly impossible to separate. Pulling on each thread at both ends of the seams, looking for the magical string to unwind it all, seemed fruitless. I became rather frustrated and decided to, oh, you know, chop a few inches off of the top. The exposed live stitches led me in the right direction. Continue reading