Fifty-Mile Fiber Diet: Part Two
by Barbara Parry
A well-rounded yarn diet should include at least one helping of gorgeous goat. When you find yourself craving cashmere or mohair (or maybe a little bit of both), do a little sleuthing and you may discover that there’s a farm-fresh variety near your backyard. This installment in Barbara Parry’s ongoing series on fiber foraging takes a look at the local goats delivering healthy servings of luxury fiber to North American knitters.
Swatch It! Fall 2011
by Clara Parkes
Scarves are a joy to knit, inviting textured stitches in plump, luscious yarns. They begin as a happy swatch that keeps going and going until it comes off the needles as a welcome and useful accessory.
Knitted scarves are my constant companions half the year, my first line of defense against drafts and chill. Nestled within their safe, warm cocoons, I keep my thermostat low and heating bills down.
With this in mind, you'll understand my powerlessness against the swatching temptation of Kate Gilbert's Autobahn. The original was knit in Zitron Nimbus, a smooth and splendid 100% organic Merino yarn. While Nimbus did a fine job of rendering Kate's reversible ribbing and cabled stitch pattern, I wanted to see how the pattern would fare with a yarn with more multi-dimensional texture.
In Praise of Seams
Some knitters actively avoid patterns that will require sewing. But is seamless always the best way to go?
by Sandi Rosner
by Sandi Rosner
In the Netherlands, it’s steekverhouding. In the U.K., it’s tension. In Portugal, it’s amostra. In any language, understanding gauge is essential to successful knitting.
Ask the Problem Ladies: Spring/Summer 2011
By Kay Gardiner and Ann Shayne
Another batch of good questions and good solutions from the Problem Ladies!
The Finish(ing) Line
by Lee Ann Dalton
The time: ungodly early. The place: 500 metres past the last chance to hit a portapotty, poised on the Jacques Cartier Bridge in Montréal, Québec. The scene: I'm jumping up and down, wringing my hands and trying to release a cramped calf muscle that has plagued me for the past two weeks. Everyone around me does variations on a theme of the same nervous dance, waiting for the countdown to start.