Think Chilly Thoughts

Why is this woman on her side? She fell over from excitement!

Why is this woman on her side? She fell over from excitement!

The temperature where I am today is 96 degrees fahrenheit.  Hot by pretty much any standards.  But I'm thinking ahead, to October, and so should you.  Why?  Because In October, there will be cool breezes, and falling leaves, and pumpkins.

And knitting.  In Chicago.  With ME!  

For those of you in the middle of the country who so often ask, "But when are you coming to MY neck of the woods?", the answer is "October!"  So please come and see me, and all my swell teacher friends.  I promise you a good time.

CLICK HERE for all the scrumptious details, and in the meantime, keep cool and knit on.

Manifesto

Way back at beginning of my digital presence, I asked myself some questions about what my blog would be, and not be.  

At the time (and possibly still now), blogs were like bellybuttons, and everybody had one.  I knew that I wanted to attract like-minded creatures to mine, which meant that I would have to create certain standards for its content.  

It proved difficult to distill what my message should be (still is!).  Instead, I made a list of things I disliked about other blogs, and promised myself (and you, Gentle Readers) that there were a few things I would never do.  I never bothered writing them down before now, but here they are, in no particular order:

  • I Won't: Apologize for not posting more often.  I don't know about you, but if I never read the words "I'm sorry it's been so long since I last posted..." it will be too soon.  This one is easy, Bloggers: If you have something interesting to say, please do so.  If not, don't; we'll (happily) wait.  The only thing worse than an apology for not posting is making up something useless to post.  We all know people who talk just to hear the sounds of their own voices (cough-Washington DC-cough). If nobody is listening, it's because you're boring.  And that's a much bigger crime than quieting down from time to time.
  • I Won't: Snivel.  Okay, this one is tricky, but only because without acknowledging the challenges we face, it's hard to make any interesting observations about them.  But there's a difference between sharing about one's misadventures (particularly with the added perspectives of time and humor), and just having a plain old whinge.  My goal is to only share my complaints if I can also tell what I've learned from them, or how I solved the problem.  My mileage may vary, but I promise to try not to whine.
  • I Won't: Make it Political.  My politics are my own business, and so are yours.  If there's anything off putting when you're looking for a great pattern, or an obscure caston with a matching bindoff, it's listening to a knitter's (possibly uninformed) screed on the State Of The(ir) Nation.  We are all blessed and lucky to live here in the First World, where our biggest problems are who is supposed to be doing the laundry, and where to find the good string.  Have your well-researched opinions, and be the change you envision. Beyond that, shut up and knit, or we might not make friends in the first place.
  • I Won't: Wander too far away from knitting/spinning/fiber-related topics.  Even though my life is made up of lots of activities besides knitting (for reasons which continue to elude me), I believe it is one of the most entertaining things in the world to do.  So since I'm a knitter, and so are you, this could hardly be anything other than a knitting blog.  The times when I have to tell you about exploding toilets and fractured digits, it's only to illustrate how these diversions have affected my knitting.
  • I Won't: Prosthelytize.  I believe what I believe, Spiritually, and so do you.  Each of us is entitled to do so, particularly if we have the good manners to clam up about it, already. Do I worry that being polite equates to hiding my light under a bushel basket?  Yes, from time to time.  But I believe that keeping my religion to myself in the interest of not alienating others is the higher path, which Grace has seen fit to illuminate for me. Whatever we believe individually, Knitters know that the Universe is self-leveling.  Start out with too little yarn on the same day you cheat on your taxes, and see if I'm not right. 

So why go into all this, now?  Because I've realized that from time to time, I should be breaking my own rules.  

Maybe it's that I'm getting older, and closer to becoming the wierdo in the crazy hat I've always dreamt of being.  Or maybe there have been some things I should have said out loud that I let my fear of offending get in the way of.  But you've gotten to know me better over the years, and my failure to tell things like they really are would be tantamount to me wasting the privilege of your kind attention.  If you weren't interested in my point of view, you wouldn't be following my knitting work, and you certainly wouldn't be visiting me here.

In the past there were some things that I didn't say; keeping mum in the hopes of staying neutral and polite.  Which is fine, except when doing so is preventing me from being the change I envision.  So from time to time, because you have told me that you like my perspective and would not be (too) insulted to hear more of it, I've decided to violate my own manifesto.  I promise to give you fair warning: "Not Exactly About Knitting" or something like that, which tells you to steer clear if you're not in the mood for a diatribe today.  But I also promise not to wimp out when there is something I know (of have just discovered) that I think you'd care to hear about.  Being true to you, Gentle Readers, means being true to myself, and I know you wouldn't have it any other way.

Thank you for teaching me, my friends, what it means to have a soapbox: When to stay off it, and when to use it for good, instead of evil. 

My Summer, So Far (part 3)

After Encinitas, I traveled to Riverside, CA, where the Riverside Knitters Guild graciously hosted me.  We made stranded colorwork hats, discussed what knitting has taught us, and had a fashion show.  Let me tell you: Not only do the knitters of Riverside know their way around String, they really know how to have a good time.  Pat, Vicki and Diane entertained me in grand style during our free time, doing all my favorite things:  Antiquing, movie-watching, and of course, eating!

Before catching my flight home, I had just enough time to take a walking tour of historic downtown Riverside:

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The beautiful Chinese Pavilion honors the first Chinese settlers in Riverside.

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Exquisite marble lions ensure good fortune and prosperity to visitors.

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A Chippendale Chair of Unusual Size.  For reference, the chef statue on the left is taller than me.

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The Former servants' quarters at the famous Mission Inn.  The inscription reads "A good head and a nimble hand are good as gold in any land".  Words to live by.

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I chatted with a  Macaw named Napolean.  I think his vocabulary is better than mine.

And then I was off to the airport, where this was on every TV monitor in the place: Link to Story

Officer in North Hollywood standoff, courtesy of LA Times

Officer in North Hollywood standoff, courtesy of LA Times

The students and staff of Oakwood school were menaced by an armed gunman on their final day of classes.  While police in full riot gear encircled the building, he brandished his weapon from the rooftop.  Unable to evacuate, the teachers and children cowered in their locked-down building for over four hours before the gunman was finally apprehended.  

We watched the live broadcast in horror.  A woman next to me said "I have kids in school not far from there.  This is my worst fear."  I told her my kids are school age, too, and that my husband is a teacher.  I knew exactly how she felt.  All I could do was be thankful that I would soon be on my way home to them, and that their schools would be out for the summer in just one more day.

When I got there, I may have hugged them all harder than was strictly necessary.