Christianity, knitting, philosophy

Long time, no see

Sorry for neglecting you, O Readers, for so long. A whole week!
In the meantime, I have been pretty busy.
I was privileged to see the Catholic philosopher and apologist, Peter Kreeft, speak on Monday. It was remarkable. He gave a really good talk on how to win the culture wars, and basically his answer was to become holy. I was also able to ask him a question – “Who do you think is the greatest author of the twentieth century, and why?” “C. S. Lewis. Read him, and you’ll find out.” I was somewhat surprised that he did not say G. K. Chesterton, and was bold enough to mention this when it was my turn to have my book signed by him (o bliss!). He answered “Well, perhaps he was not the creative genius that Chesterton was” but I do not remember the rest. Anyways, it was an incredible opportunity and I am so glad I went.

I also am almost finished with my February Lady sweater. I’m over halfway done with the last sleeve. I should finish it tomorrow… It is a totally seamless pattern and when it is done, all I have to do is wash it, block it and sew on the buttons. I’ve already tried it on a few times in its incomplete state and it looks great.

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knitting, spinning

Pictures of the wool

Some pictures of my most recent purchase. They don’t do it justice. I’m going to try and get my talented sister Mollie to take some pictures of it being spun up. I couldn’t help it – I started spinning it the night after I got it.
A closeup of the tag.

A shot of the pattern I got. I’m going to carefully save all my scraps…

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feasts, rant, spinning

Sundryness

Happy late feast of St. Valentine! We’re within the octave of his feast so it counts 🙂 Octaves are wonderful things. Though if I’m not mistaken, the only two that are actually on the calendar right now are those of Easter and Christmas. Alas. Anyways…

Well, last Friday I spent the last of my Christmas gift certificates on four ounces (a lace shawl or pair of socks worth of yarn) of hand-dyed wool. The sheep it came from was a Blue-Faced Leicester, which is colloquially known as BFL. It is a longwool, which means the little wooly hairs that make up the fleece are long. Profound, eh? It is soft, but not as soft as the finest wool, Merino.
Anyways, the exact wool I got is this. Enchanted Knoll Farms BFL in “Fairy Dance”. It arrived today (well, right now it is tomorrow, if that makes sense, which it really doesn’t, but I digress) and is far, far more beautiful than it is in the picture I just linked to. I have taken some pictures of it which I will post tomorrow. All I can say it is that it is the prettiest material I have ever worked with. It’s soft pinks and purples and blues (perhaps a touch of green) all washed through with dreamy grey with spots of fawn brown. It suits its name beautifully.
Indeed, the reason I am up so late is because I spent about forty-five minutes spinning it. I am going to make a laceweight two-ply (translated: very thin yarn made of two strands). I am being careful to preserve the color sequence so that it changes colors as I knit instead of getting the colors all blurred together. Oh, and it is so very soft and fuzzy.

I forgot to mention that I had a little bit left over after buying that wool so I also got this adorable pattern. It looks great for using up scraps! It would be horribly wasteful to actually buy the yarn recommended for it though, as you would have to buy eight colors and each skein is nearly $20.
*begin rant* In my opinion, the amounts of money that are spent on hobbies like this are sometimes bordering on sinful, especially when you think of the great necessity of almsgiving. I’m not immune myself to spending too much on books and knitting things (a fault which I frequently fall into, whenever I come into money), but it’s rather disturbing how obsessed people get with this stuff. As Woody said in Toy Story, “You are a child’s PLAYTHING!” It’s only STUFF, in the end. These things are pleasant, harmless hobbies that sometimes happen to produce lovely gifts and objects for charity. They’re not our be-alls and end-alls. That goes not only for yarn and spinning fiber, but for music/books/clothing/fabric/handwoven linen napkins from Tasmania. *end rant*

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knitting, school, weather

ahhh…

Guess what? It’s frozen here again! Alas, my math class is still opening tomorrow, so I still have to complete my homework, but still…. weather like this is not within my (admittedly young) memory.

I have already broken my previously mentioned resolution to cast on no more than one project a month. I knitted a baby hat, for example. However, a baby hat takes less than a day to knit, so *whisper* it doesn’t really count, right? Ahem.


By the way, have you seen these amazing socks yet? You. Must. CLICK THE LINK. If you care at all for literature and knitting, you will swoon. I swooned… well, maybe not, but still! However, I rashly promised to make whoever so desired a pair of them, if they would only pay for yarn and pattern, and am now doomed to spend the rest of the next month or two knitting them, as soon as the yarn (which is not yet ordered) is in my possession. I’m going to use Knit Picks Palette.

I have recently been seized by an attack of Startitis Maximus. What is that, you ask? A disease, of which the primary symptom is an almost uncontrollable urge to cast on new projects. It is extremely common among knitters, and frequently chronic. Though rarely fatal, results may include an ever-increasing pile of UFOs (Unfinished Objects), eight projects on the needles at once, and frustration at the sudden lack of needles to cast on yet more projects. (I actually do have seven projects right now – two unpaired socks, an unpaired mitten, two shawls, a shawlette, and a sweater. But the unpaired socks and mitten don’t count, because one sock is hibernating, one is an autopilot pattern to work on while I’m watching a movie or something, and the mitten was in hibernation for almost two years anyways. Don’t ask why that makes them not count.)

And now I bid you farewell, for I must go and finish my math homework. I wasted my homework time making molasses cookies.

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Modesty, TV

Happy Tuesday!

A little random, but oh well. =)

Some clarification: I will still be posting crafts on here (knitting, spinning etc). It is all a part of my plan for World Domination. How, you ask? Well, you’ll find out soon enough when I am your tyrantess!

I would like to link to this poll: Should women wear headcoverings at Mass?
My opinion: Yes. However, I have nothing against those who do not agree. They include nearly all my friends.

I watched the Superbowl for the first time this year. (I was invited to a small party with some friends.) I’m not a sports person and a lot of the commercials were foul and crass. However, I knitted nearly the entire game and got a goodly amount of mitten done. I shall eventually post pictures of this mitten.

And although some of the commercials were disgusting, this one is awesome! My four-year-old brother watched it over, and over, and over again.

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Blog, random

The Results are In

The poll informs me that 75% of my readers are against my starting a new blog for crafts. So I guess that’s out! Just as well, really.

Thanks be, the ice melted in time, and I had a lovely time at my ‘activity’ with my friends. Gratias Deo for the little things!

In cloud of clay so cast to heaven
What shape shall man discern?
These lords may light the mystery
Of mastery or victory,
And these ride high in history,
But these shall not return.

Gored on the Norman gonfalon
The Golden Dragon died:
We shall not wake with ballad strings
The good time of the smaller things,
We shall not see the holy kings
Ride down by Severn side. – G. K. Chesterton, from the Dedication to The Ballad of the White Horse which I absolutely must read.

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