Mobbed with Love

Okay, yeah, I know, it’s been forEVER since my last blog post. My energy for blogging just fizzled, or rather, got used elsewhere for a while. But now! I’m back! And holy crow, do I have something awesome to show you.

Mobbed with Love

ColourRIOT Live! (Or, Speaking In Public With and Without My Sister)

The Kitchener-Waterloo Knitters’ Fair, hosted by my Knitters’ Guild, was a couple of weeks ago (September 14th). What a day it was! Read more about it — and then look for some exciting news at the bottom of this post!

England | Tracing roots: Norfolk

In part 2 of my little English holiday, my parents and I got to spend time in Norfolk, visiting family and tracing back parts of our ancestry. This is a picture-heavy post, so be warned!

Pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?

… I’ve been to London, to visit the Queen!

Well, almost.

I was barely in London (if Gatwick even counts as London), and I didn’t see the Queen or any of the Royals – but I did spend a really wonderful 6 days in England. My parents were there on a longer itinerary and very, very generously flew me over to join them for the last few days of their trip.

Thanks to my enabler

There’s something important that I need to say about that blanket. And about who deserves it.

Fluffing Awesome

My friends in the Uptownknitmob are the most incredible, generous, loving people. Also, they are ninjas. Sneaky, brilliant, awesome ninjas.

Alpaca action!

Let’s step aside from the colour posts for a moment, and talk about alpacas.

Why? Because with tragic news pouring out of Boston and elsewhere, the world needs more softness, more affection, and more silliness, and alpacas seem to provide all three in spades.

Sweater Non-Progress and a Shaggy Dog Story

Last time I blogged, I was trying to decide which sweater to knit for myself. Truth is, though, I still haven’t gotten any farther than narrowing down that short-list. Life kind of got in the way.

The Scott Carpet Saga, continued: Granny’s carpet

There’s one more story to tell in this series of posts about the incredible carpet that was spun, dyed, and woven by my great-great-grandmother. This particular story is, for me, the absolute definition of irony.

The Scott Carpet Saga, Continued: The Carpet Itself

Previous posts on the Scott Carpet Saga, if you’re just joining us:

• My original post about the carpet woven by my great-great-grandmother
• Going to the Perth Museum to check out the carpet in person
• Learning about the family background behind the carpet

Now, finally, let’s have a good, close look at this carpet.