Somewhere amidst the frosty tundra of northern Canada, a musk ox (yes one of those vast and curmudgeonly beasts) is missing a little of its tummy fluff. Not very much of its tummy-fluff you understand, not enough to leave it with a shivery abdomen, for the musk ox is extremely well-insulated and tends to moult its excess in spring. But just a few grams, sufficient to make... oh I don't know... maybe a cowl for someone in the frosty - er - "tundra" of south Oxfordshire. All I can say is Continue Reading
As It Is In Yarn, So It Is In Life
And unexpectedly, there are knots. Knots in my cheapo practise yarn. Pah! I just shrug and hack those out. Knots in my beautiful green Fyberspates wool: I’m postponing tackling those, and have left the messy bundle on the kitchen table hoping that it’ll feel guilty enough to untangle itself. And – gasps – a knot in the precious arctic qiviut! <Clutches palm to brow and faints, melodramatically.> Knots aren’t usually a problem around here, so clearly the yarn is trying to communicate Continue Reading
The Musk Ox Is A-Comin’
Happy new year! May 2015 bring you creative inspiration, manageable hair, unexpected deliveries of the finest yarn, and a bucketload of cake. Speaking of fine yarn, I whispered the words arctic qiviut at the end of my last post. Whaddya mean, you didn't notice? Do pay attention, people! Well I'm going to say it just a little louder, now, because the musk ox is a-comin' to this blog, and he'll be here soon. Look! One hundred per cent pure arctic qiviut, a once-in-a-lifetime knitter's dream Continue Reading