Pictures of Patience

Riley is the sweetest, most patient dog in the world.





I rest my case.

Who Needs Mice?

A certain someone has been busy. He's very clever — the crimes tend to be committed when no one is looking — and he's enlisted an accomplice, who double-dips as an accessory after the fact.



About three weeks ago:


This is a great hat from Nashua Handknits' newest magazine. I used Kid Silk Aura (one skein of each and several additional repeats, all on size 8s, for those who might be inclined). This hole reveals a hole in my knitting skills (what? another one?) Um, would anyone be willing to fix it for me?

Two weeks ago Friday. Another hat, this one out of the Creative Focus Kid Mohair:


It was a mess, but the stubborn in me wouldn't quit picking and pulling and untwisting. With a little, um, doggedness, I knit, untangled, knit, untangled and viola! no yarn was broken in the salvaging of this fuzzy project (which is waiting for the decreases and it, too, will be finished).

I was ironing a blouse one day last week when I heard the sound of merrymaking. Someone had taken advantage of a bag of Silkroad DK:







Who is that little dark spot in the upper right? Perhaps he knows something. All of it had been in bags, safely — or so it seemed — out of danger. Silly me. It's all rewound and, while it might never be the same again, it is now suspended from the ceiling.

OK, it's just in the basement.

Some Mindless Knitting, Please

Maybe we should get more bad news every day. My house would sure be cleaner -- I've been dusting for the better part of 30 minutes and I'm still so unsettled. It was silly, I guess, to think that emerging from bankruptcy meant the end of this and that we could relax, even if only a little. The mood in the newsroom tonight was grim, the humor dark. There was only one topic of conversation.

Newspapers are struggling -- death throes? I don't think so, but clearly they have to change. For now, I just want to clear my head. Where's that Isager sweater? Some low-stress knitting is just the ticket. Garter stitch. Knit-knit-knit. There's nothing to be done tonight about what the future might bring. Stay tuned.

Try This at Home. I Dare You.

I guess double-dutch just doesn't cut it anymore. This takes a few minutes, but it's worth it. These kids are amazing: