It was only after I reached Portland yesterday that I realized I had passed through four time zones in a little more than twenty-four hours;...

...and other, random notes from aboard the Queen Mary 2 , transcribed at LaGuardia Airport in New York while I wait for my flight to Sock Su...

Hi. I'm sitting at Logan Airport, in Boston, waiting for my flight to London for KnitNation. I saw on Facebook that Clara Parkes is gett...

The series of lace designs I've been naming after beloved women in my family (it began with Sahar and continued with Pauline ) has a ne...

This Part Doesn't Really Have Much In It About Knitting So I went out to Guthrie, Oklahoma for the annual Sealed with a Kiss Knit Out. ...

Hi, kids. I'm sitting at O'Hare airport, waiting for a flight to Oklahoma. I'll be teaching this weekend at the Sealed With a Ki...

“So,” I said. “How was the wedding?” Dolores lifted herself off the sofa just enough to fling a wine glass at my head, but jet lag had sappe...

If Chicago's rainy streak doesn't break soon, I'm afraid I'll break out in moss. Everyone passing the café window is bent fo...

I've been sorely in need of a dress form. Not a mannequin–which is meant to display finished clothing–but a dress form, which is used to...

When I was out at Madrona I saw an uncommonly large amount of jaw-dropping knitting, including a glittering heap of works by Betsy Hershber...

One of the things I very much enjoy about writing a column for Knitty is that the lady in charge over there usually lets me muck about unsup...

There comes a time in every man's life when he must stop and take stock. I have done so. With regret I find that knitting just doesn...

The voices in my head have started shouting again. Video transcript follows.

...that sound like positions left out of the Kama Sutra, if you are in the proper frame of mind. The Andean Bracelet The Bottom Whorl The B...

This arrived for Harry while he was away at a three-week Winter Yarn Camp in Texas. Apparently the incident at Windsor is remembered fondly...

The first of the pair of self-striping Goth Socks is complete. I have deadlines circling like sharks, but I allowed myself to work on it as ...

It has taken me fully a week to recover from the Madrona Fiber Arts Winter Retreat. It may be premature to speak of "full" recover...

I flew to Tacoma, Washington yesterday morning* to teach at the Madrona Fiber Arts Winter Retreat , which kicks off in just an hour. I'm...