She who runs with scissors

That’s right in the knitting world scissors can be a very dangerous thing. If used correctly you cut the yarn after ends are woven in. Beyond that they are rarely used. Except……. if you choose to lengthen a skirt.  I know here come’s the crazy talk.

So I had this skirt I knit a couple of years ago. I loved this skirt, but it was a little shorter than what is in style and how I wear skirts nowadays.


I thought about starting over and knitting one just like it, but that would be too easy……. right? Instead I bought a couple skeins of yarn that matched what I had.

Now I bet you think I am going to carefully rip out the hem and just add-on a little length. Wrong. I have this contrasting edge on the bottom and I did not want to change that.


And then I remembered the first six inches from the waist down were knit on a much smaller needle to create a nice fit to the skirt. Here we go get ready for it.

I took a pair of scissors and cut the top off the skirt. That’s right cut the yarn. Took the waistband plus a few inches off the top.

Alright everyone,  let’s all breathe together.  I then very carefully picked out all the loose little short pieces of cut yarn and started pulling on yarn pieces until I got what appeared to be a good round of stitches. With my super fine #1 needles I carefully picked up the stitches and joined with my new yarn. I was now off to the races and knitting a skirt again.


A couple of modification notes. The skirt was originally knit in two pieces and seamed on the sides. I picked up the whole skirt did a K2tog to clean up at the seams and knit this new section in the round. I did my additional length on the larger needle and then switched to the smaller needles as I got closer to the waist.  Unfortunately the new yarn was slightly lighter than the old yarn. For me not a problem as I always wear my top on the outside and it is long enough to cover the color difference.

Phew….  I survived, the skirt survived and YES I would do this again. Scissors are now a part of my knitting process.  Let me run and see what I can cut next!  Kidding!!!

My needles are smoking hot

I don’t know what happen since the beginning of the year. Maybe it was a change in coffee or the cozy rainy days of winter, but my knitting has been flying off the needles. In six weeks I have finished a pair of socks, knit a pair of slippers. three cowls, two sweaters,  a pair of fingerless gloves  and a large scarf. PHEW!


As of today I have nothing on my needles. I have been squirreling every which way trying to decide what I should start next. So today will be that dreaded day of swatching. I figure I will try three or four and see what is going to work. The skirt, the cardigan, or the pullover. And I will start a little scarf project as well.  Or maybe that cute little shawl or maybe  ……… wait ……. more new patterns on Ravelry.  I’m falling into a deep hole of yarn and projects. So much yarn ……. never enough time!


A Gift of Words

It was my birthday last week. And yes it was a full week of birthday events. Dear friends came in from out of town to celebrate with me. We traveled to all my favorite places …..which means lots of yarn shops!  And yes, we bought a little bit of yarn. There were beautiful evenings of conversation and dinners that I got to cook!  And of course, wine and more talk of yarn…..


But the main event was on my birthday. I chose to cook for  friends and family. It was a very special evening of fun and laughter.

However, the day began with a bit of panic ……..  It started about two weeks before when my dear friend called to let me know a package was coming addressed to me and NOT to open it but hold it for when she got there. Time passed, I was in party planning mode and alas the package did not arrive. So on the day of my birthday, when she asked for the box so she could wrap it, imagine her dismay when there was no box. This was a Saturday, the company was closed for the weekend. She was devastated as it was something special that she, a non knitter, had found for me a knitter.

I already thought I had the best gift of a visit from her and her hubby. Apparently she did not. So instead she locked herself away and created a most incredible gift for me. Far greater than anything that could be bought, she gave me the gift of words. I cannot begin to explain how surprised, blessed, delighted ……….more words ……..more words …… there are not enough words to describe how special the moment was as she read this to me.

So for all of you that never know what to give someone take a moment and write a little something that gives joy to their life. And yes, she gave me permission to share her words with you.

Thank you my dear, dear, friend.

An Ode for Olivia January 30-signed