Today is my 61st birthday, which I've been referring to as "Sweet 61" for some time now. In honour of this, and with some creative transposing of figures, I've borrowed my title from Neil Sedaka's 1961 release "Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen". I wish I could stop viewing song lyrics from my youth through the sensitive…
Bonus!
When I posted yesterday about my dislike of joining my cast-on edge, it naturally meant that I already had a completed sock up my sleeve. Which is an odd place to keep a sock, but we won't sit in judgement. It fits well and was a pleasure to work on. I'm definitely on schedule to…
Round and round and round we go
Joining the newly cast-on stitches to work in the round is one of my least favourite knitting techniques. As you will know if you've been around here for a while, I knit all of my garments in separate pieces which are then seamed together. Socks, however, are a different matter, they are knitted as a…
Send in the toes
I'm onto the toe shaping for my Popeye Sock and I've decided to go down one needle size to see if that makes them any longer-wearing. My feeling is that more than one size down would be better, but I'd need to buy a new set of needles to achieve that. I'm knitting the main…
When it’s right
I'm not sure if it's the best way to check whether you are on the right track, but it seems to me that the ease with which you accomplish a task is a general indicator of how well that task fits with your natural inclinations. The speed with which I whipped through the leg and…
How calm the sea, how bright the stars
One of my favourite episodes of Kojak comes in Season 3 and has the title "How cruel the frost, how bright the stars" which I feel must be a quote from a poem, but I can't find any evidence to support this theory. It is a Christmas episode - always my favourites - and follows…
Pam Alison Knits 