one day out

and as a final shot

(before the e-book release tomorrow),

here are the ceramic pots that line the cobblestone walk

that leads to one of my favorite local yarn stores, fancie purls.

ann, the proprietor of said lys and an all around cool knitter, was kind enough to let

me change in her bathroom, because it was that or changing in my car.

and her bathroom is infinitely nicer, although

my car has a better stereo. (grin)

‘changed’ taken from 15:51 in first corinthians.


: characterized by steady and earnest effort
: painstaking <a diligent worker>

the story goes something like this.  it is 6am

and despite the fact that i have 4 kids

i am still convinced

that this is way too early in the day

to be expected to be functional.

i can hear the water

running in the shower.

d is up and starting his day.

this is not quite as

impressive as it sounds.

he is a morning person,

after all, as are

both our sons

the oldest of which

is now quietly headed

down the hall to me

making the strongest effort

that a 5 yr old can make

to be gentle

as he leans his face

right up to my ear

and says, ‘mama, i need a stapler.  please!’.

this makes no sense to me,

but it’s morning

and i am the friend

you should call

round about midnight

as i am seriously

at the top

of my game

at that time of day

or i was

before i had kids

who woke me for staplers at 6am.

‘what is it that you want,

big boy?’

i ask my son

who diligently repeats,

(this would be the

earnest part)

‘a stapler, mama’.

‘what, praytell,

are you going to do

with a stapler?’, i say

with a great effort at

early morning logic.

he tips his head

thoughtfully and says,

‘i’m not sure yet,

but i know i’ll figure it out once you get me the stapler’.

i want to tell him that it does not work this way.

to explain how you get

the tools you need

for certain tasks,

not the other way around.

but a memory forms,

almost hovers,

before my eyes.

i am at my lys,

(even now

i can almost feel

the sweet fibers)

and i remember thinking

‘buy this and take it home,

only then will you know

what it will become’.

…like mother, like son.

this is what i am thinking, as i diligently

(and this would be the painstaking part)

separate myself from my bed, and hand in hand we go downstairs to get the stapler.

‘diligent’ taken from 10:4 of proverbs.


pattern writing is not something

that i would do alone

by any means.

i design,

but there are

oh so many people involved

and my ideas would surely be lost,

in the swirl of the details,

without all the help.

as i wrote ‘asa‘ out,

the line-up went something like this:

1st there was wallace & gromit in ‘a close shave’

inspiring the super bulky yarn & thick stripes.

next my cousin j, who

held the corners of my sketch flat

against the warm ocean breezes of vacation

while i snapped quick photos at dusk for the official proposal

and a larger

troupe of cousins

were hugely responsible

for entertaining me with their rowdy laughter

while i knit, and reknit,  until the swatch was ‘just right’.

fourthly, it took spud and chloe supplying

all the necessary super bulky to knit the final sweater.

(they’ve just added new colors to all 3 of their yarns.

check them out here & here & here.

gorgeous, no?)

fifthly, it took the camaraderie of m

sitting on the livingroom floor very late into the night,

as we scribbled out rectangles & math formulas (& laughed at our ‘skills’)

to accurately determine just how many yards each different size sweater required.

then, of course, my faithful friends at taunton s’n’b

who helped me make a final choice of buttons when i teetered,

on the edge of resorting to ‘eenie, meeni, miney moe’, in the depths of indecision.

and up 6th is a for the super fast, super helpful test-knitting

(in bright pink and yellow, no less.  how girly fun!)

while over the oceans from me, j was creating the schematic.

brandy fortune was up next taking the photos

that produced the final, adorable, pictures.

along with the rest of the gals

for their tireless efforts

to put out the consistent, high quality

on-line magazine that petite purls always is.

then, after all these fingers in the pie,

the pattern finally sees the ‘light of day’.

and if those who came in contact with it to this point

were willing to be honest about any weaknesses in my original idea

and to enhance the strengths of the pattern as it came together,

then there is satisfaction at the end of the process for me.

in the case of ‘asa’

there was also an afternoon visit

to my favorite lys where i loaded up

on new yarns that fueled fresh ideas to start the process all over again…

‘laughter’ taken from 8:21 in job.

holding our place

my friend k, brought her newly handmade

stitch markers to knitting this week.

we oohed and aahed, amazed

that she found the time,

with her daughter a newborn,

to be so creative.

then she gave each of us one.

all smiles and tickled pink

(or in this case blue),

we were like kids on Christmas morning.

now mine looks

like it has always been there,

hanging jauntily off the front

of my jordana paige knitting satchel

(the one i bought at my favorite lys,

fancie purls thanks to ann

in plymouth massachusetts,

as i celebrated the winning of the aslan trends knitting challenge in 2009).

‘friend’ taken from 27:6 in the proverbs.