is right over here in my fiber factor forum.
check out my fiber factor post here to ‘hear’ the rest of the story…
of challenge #1
for the fiber factor
on my mind.
here in my
it’s taken a few days to process,
well, maybe more true to say it’s taken a few days to feel real.
last saturday night, the 12 contestants chosen
to ‘play’ in this year’s fiber factor were announced
and they called my name.
since then skacel put up the compilation video
(of some of the people who applied),
and another with details of
the 1st challenge.
so the tide is rolling in and i am at least knee deep at this point with
late night sketches, torn out magazine pages
bits and bobs of all things at hand that apply
and the general mayhem that means “tal’s on a designing bender,
you’d do best to stay clear”.
i’ll update you as the fiber factor website adds more info
and pics and videos and such.
while i’m pretty busy over here swatching,
you’ll want to watch and vote, no?
and to all of you who have already voiced your support,
it means so very much to me. you have no idea.
your words are gasoline in my tank.
thanks a million.
the random number generator picked you,
and the sun is shining!
what more could an early weekday ask for?
for anyone else who really fell in love with the idea of having their own copy
(that’s always how i feel when i enter a contest and lose),
you can buy your own here.
i would if i were you.
the weather is teasing me.
last night it was in the 20′s.
today it’s headed up to the mid 50′s.
i am so ready to join my daughter in packing my summer things as i dream of vacation…
i guess we think alike.
our multiple readings of “phoebe’s birthday”
led to questions about favorite summer moment ever.
my 6 yr old picked this one from last summer-
very 1st day on her very 1st surfboard:
courtesy of slate falls press,
i have a copy of “phoebe’s birthday” to giveaway.
just leave a comment about your favorite vacation moment
(and a ravelry username or e-mail where i can reach you if you win).
i’ll draw a winner first thing monday morning, april 8th.
here, i’ll go first.
my favorite summer memory:
sitting in warm tidal pools that we dug ourselves
while making drip sand castles in the late afternoon sun.
and no, this is not a childhood memory. it was just this past summer. smile.
‘sand’ taken from 139:17-18 in the psalms.
it is still cool here.
officially it is spring,
but first thing in the morning,
waiting for the bus, it feels like
we’re smack dab at the tail end of winter
and last week my 5 yr old packed for summer vacation.
i don’t mean talked about packing
a few things.
to overflowing with
all her very
and the look
on her face was
painful to see
as i gently
vacation was still five months away.
we unpacked flip-flops, her treasure box, her favorite puzzle,
the stuffed lamb that she sleeps with nightly, and her minnie mouse towel.
then an idea hit.
and with a lilt in
her voice and
glimmer of hope in her baby blue eyes she pleaded,
“can you read “phoebe’s birthday” to me, please, while i wait for summer to get here?”
and “phoebe’s birthday” it was.
the story is both sweet and real. my kids relate.
they do puzzles with their cousins at night, just like the mouse family;
eat birthday cake,
splash in the waves,
build in the warm sand,
enjoy sidewalk music,
and eat (oh do we eat)
ice cream shop treats,
just like the mouse family on vacation.
the details of eric’s drawings keep them looking for more
and joanna’s story (like the two previous books) is comfortable and familiar.
they keep my kids turning the pages and saying things like:
“don’t you think mother mouse looks like aunt gail?”
“remember the summer that elizabeth learned to swim?”
“i know i’m finally going to beat uncle ben at chess this year”
“kuppy always tries to finish my ice cream for me before i’m really done…”
yup, it’s true. the mouse family seem an awful lot like us.
i’ve even heard my kids whispering their suspicions
that the tiny toy boat which the mouse family vacations in
lies somewhere on the dunes of the same small town
where we spend two weeks in maine every august,
and i haven’t the heart to tell them differently.
:a characteristic quality; essence
:relating to a surface that is other than smooth
:the visual and especially tactile quality of a plane
:the characteristic structure of the interwoven or intertwined threads, strands,
or the like, that make up a textile fabric
i like to touch things.
cozy soft or heavily textured.
a flat surface turned 3 dimensional or silky smooth.
and all the better if my eyes feel like they can ‘touch’, too.
rough old tree bark, the surface of water at the hands of the wind;
these things really catch me and hold my attention.
what started as this: which made me think of this:
was ‘captured’ in the stitches of this:
grew firmly in my mind into this:
‘tasa’ now available here as a free pdf download courtesy of classic elite yarns.
i am on a knitting binge.
i felt the inklings of too much motivation
bubbling up inside and i doubted at first.
certainly false starts at completeing ufo’s have come and gone before
but, this appears to be the real thing.
it started with finally taking a good picture of the headband above.
that was day one. on day two i finished a baby gift.
(excuse the vague pic below, but the gift hasn’t been given yet.)
not to be outdone, on day three i both finished the hat below
and dragged some other unfinished things
out to see the light of day for the first time in a long time.
i am fully aware
that this knitting adrenaline might dry up at any time.
but, if i can keep this up just a little longer i have (among other things)
two partially done pair of socks, a cabled cowl and my koolhaas fingerless mitts
that i’d really like to wear soon…
‘up’ taken from 4:18 of joshua.