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Unvention

12 Sunday Aug 2007

Posted by Katherine in Knitting, Thoughts

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Necessity is the mother of invention.
[Pesius Flaccusm, et al]

Unvention is a word I learned at Meg Swansen’s Knitting Camp. When a knitter figures out a technique in the isolation of her/his knitting nest, she/he unvents the technique, unaware that someone else has probably stumbled upon the same thing at one time or another. That is how I taught myself double knitting years ago. I just fiddled around not knowing it was an existing technique.

Here is my latest unvention. By the time I reached the gusset increases, I realized I’d not have enough yarn to finish the sock. When I finished the gusset, I knit back and forth on the top-of-the-foot stitches until I ran out of light green near the toe. I slipped the stitch at the end of each row then knit it as I started back. Then, using the dark green yarn, I worked the short rows for the heel and continued working back and forth on the sole. I knit the edge sole stitch together with the slipped stitch on the edge of the light green top. I slipped that stitch on my way back. Actually, it is very tidy looking and there are no holes.

A while back, I received an email from a knitter who asked how to reinforce just the sole of a sock. This might be the answer. I’ll experiment and let you know.

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Blogging for a year

08 Wednesday Aug 2007

Posted by Katherine in Learning to Blog, Thoughts

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While the spirit of neighborliness was important on the frontier
because neighbors were so few,
it is even more important now
because our neighbors are so many.

[Lady Bird Johnson]

A year ago, one of my clients asked me to help her set up a blog. I set up two for myself—this blog and the one on blogger.com—so I could learn the basic details of blogging. Since then, I have helped a number of my clients set up blogs that were customized to their own tastes and messages. I have also received more than 20,000 visits from folks who live all over the world. This has been one of the most enriching experiences in my life. Thank you, neighbor. The peaches are ripe on my little tree, and I’d bring you a fresh peach pie if you lived close enough.

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The Sojourner

23 Monday Jul 2007

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For we are strangers before thee, and sojourners,
as were all of our fathers:
our days on the earth are as a shadow,
and there is none abiding.

[1 Chronicles 29:15]

M.K.RawlingsMarjorie Kinnan Rawlings, author of The Yearling and several other long-loved books, wrote The Sojourner not long before her death in 1953. Although this book is not as well known as some of her other books, it is my favorite. I read it years ago and it struck such a cord with me that it stayed in my memory. Ever since I attended the Land Full of Stories writers’ conference presented by the Story Circle Network in San Marcos, Texas, this book has come to the forefront of my mind. It is such a strong example of writing about people relating with—or not relating with—place.

I recently bought my own copy in hardback and am rereading it. I do that with books I love. In my personal library, I have books that belonged to family members years ago—books I’ve read just because they were left to me. So I add my books to the collection. Maybe when I’m long gone, someone will browse the bookshelf and select one of my favorites. Maybe that is one of the reasons why I love this book. I see myself as a sojourner.

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Finally Finished

16 Monday Jul 2007

Posted by Katherine in Thoughts

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I can’t think of any sorrow in the world
that a hot bath wouldn’t help, just a little bit.

[Susan Glasee]

BathToo bad I didn’t have a BEFORE photo to put with this. I’d found myself apologizing every time a visitor asked to use my bathroom so I’ve spent the past three weeks sprucing it up with the help of my handy lady. She did plaster repairs, painting and anything that required the use of power tools. I did the cleaning, wallpaper and trim. Since my house is 80 years old, the ceilings are high. We painted the ceiling and about 14″ down the wall navy blue. Then I hung white wallpaper that is textured like beaded board, and edged it with wood trim. One of my favorite things about the makeover is the new curved shower rod—no more sticking to the shower curtain.

I like the bath so much that I’m toying with the idea of doing my kitchen in a similar manner. That style of wallpaper was very easy to hang and my kitchen is as sad looking as my bath used to be.

Meanwhile, I’ve been knitting lace and will post photos soon. As I knit, I’ve been thinking about knitting a lace curtain for the bath. I could put some of that frosted treatment on the window for privacy. On the other hand, I found white lace curtains with light houses on them. Their price is reasonable so I have to think this over.

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The Thoughtful Caregiver

21 Thursday Jun 2007

Posted by Katherine in Review, Thoughts

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We caregivers are not alone.
We are many and everywhere.

[James E. Miller]

The Thoughtful Caregiver

James E. Miller has launched another photoblog, The Thoughtful Caregiver. His first photoblog is The Contemplative Photographer and his web site is Willowgreen Inc. Here is the biographical quote from his new blog:

Jim is a writer, photographer, and speaker who has been both a professional caregiver and a famiy caregiver. He is the author of twenty books and the creator of thirty audiovisuals through his company Willowgreen Inc. He specializes in the areas of illness and dying, loss and grief, caregiving and healing presence, managing transition, spirituality, and older age.

Jim is also a client of mine in my graphic design business. His photography library is so rich that it is a joy for me to design publications with him. We are currently putting the finishing touches on a Spanish translation of his best-selling book, One you love has died. This book presents ideas for how your grief can help you heal. Here is a LINK to an excerpt from that book.

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what wildness is this

18 Monday Jun 2007

Posted by Katherine in Review, Thoughts, Writing

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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
[William Wordsworth]

Book CoverI’ve just returned from the most delightful of journeys—almost 3,000 miles through the heart of America. My primary objective was to attend the Land Full of Stories writers’ conference presented by the Story Circle Network in San Marcos, Texas. Along the way, I was able to enjoy visits with loved ones and new acquaintances. I also enjoyed the company of knitters at the Tulsa Knitters Guild, and discovered that Iowa is as beautiful as Virginia. I’d always imagined that Iowa was miles and miles of flat corn fields, but it is a place with rolling and interesting landscapes. That is not to say that flat corn fields are not beautiful, but I live in that landscape and enjoy seeing something different when I pay $3.00 a gallon for gas to go somewhere else.

The centerpiece of the SCN writers’ conference was the launch of the book, what wildness is this. Kathleen Dean Moore, Ph.D., presented the keynote address that kept me enthralled and, at times, in tears at its depth and beauty. I attended four writing workshops, each of which focused on an aspect of writing about “place”—internal as well as external places. This experience was so enriching that it will take me months to assimilate all that I learned.

The contributors to what wildness is this will be blogging about place at this LINK .

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Memorial Day

28 Monday May 2007

Posted by Katherine in Thoughts

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I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask,
“Mother, what was war?”

[Eve Merriam]

Samuel C. MarvelSammy Marvel was killed July of 1864 during the battle of Atlanta. His little brother, a drummer boy, marched on to the sea with Sherman’s army and lived to be an old man. Sammy’s uncle and cousins fought in the same battle—in the Confederate Army.

All Sammy’s mother had left of her son was this fading photo, his school books and a button off of his uniform. For the rest of her life, she sat by a window looking up the road—waiting for him to come home.

I have nothing profound to say about war except that it amazes me that people cannot see how a conflict could have been avoided until many years after it is over and the damage is done. What ever happened to the concept of learning from past mistakes?

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Memories

27 Sunday May 2007

Posted by Katherine in Thoughts, Writing

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Memory is a child walking along a seashore.
You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up
and store away among its treasured things.

[Pierce Harris]

This is a very short piece I composed for a writer’s group I belong to. Sometimes the smallest thing becomes one of our most enduring memories.

Small World
by Katherine Misegades

“There’s a little red barn down on a farm in Indiana . . . .” The volume on the radio was turned very low but the tune caught my attention so I hurried toward it. I bent close to the speaker as a commercial announced a sale at the hardware store on Calhoun Street. Then familiar Hoosier voices started their early morning banter about tractors and farm prices. It was 1966 and I was a thousand miles from home working in a Navy hospital. I was so homesick that it was everything I could do not to cry.

“That song. Those are the Red Birds—a singing group in my home town,” I said to the corpsman who was charting at the desk and looking at me as though I’d departed from my senses.

“That station only comes in at night,” he said. “I like it so I always listen to it when I’m on duty.”

“It is a thousand miles away,” I marveled. “I wonder how the signal comes so far?”

I’d joined the Navy Nurse Corps, anxious to see the world that lay beyond flat corn fields and the dull routine at home. I wanted to go someplace where the winters were warmer and life was moving at a faster pace. I’d found it. The conflict in Vietnam had picked up and our hospital wards were overflowing with wounded Marines. It was almost more than our limited facilities, supplies and staff could handle. In the midst of it all, I desperately missed the place I’d been so glad to leave. After that morning, I tuned my radio to that station often. It was almost twenty years before I moved back home but I could get a signal every place I went.

“There’s a little red barn down on a farm in Indiana . . . .” I was waiting for the elevator in an office building in the center of my hometown. I turned and walked toward the sound. It was in a cubical on a desk next to a lady who gave me a jolly smile. It was 1991 and I was working as a contract artist in a corporate communications department.

“Those are the Red Birds,” I said, then I told her how they’d helped me cope with homesickness through so many years in so many places.

“I’m a Red Bird,” she said. “We have been singing together since the 1950s.” Then she stood and hugged me. I was glad to be home again.

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Violets

26 Saturday May 2007

Posted by Katherine in Thoughts

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My green thumb came only as a result of the mistakes I made
while learning to see things from the plant’s point of view.

[H. Fred Ale]

VioletsIf there was an SPCA for house plants, they would come and collect mine. This slightly blurry photo is my effort to stave off a visit if such an organization exists. Just when I thought my violet was on its last stems, it rallied and started to bloom. I am amazed. It must be very hardy.

Like most people, there are things I do well, and there are things I don’t do well. My cooking can be described as merely adequate. Although I admire beautiful yards and gardens, my efforts only produce results that keep the city from giving me a weed citation. If anyone ever heard me sing, they would pay me not to. However my hardy little violet gives me hope so I planted my window boxes with flowers and bought a new cookbook. I think I’ll keep on singing only in my heart.

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Ohio Star

25 Wednesday Apr 2007

Posted by Katherine in Thoughts

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If I knit fast enough, does it count as aerobic exercise?
[Author Unknown]

Ohio StarMy friend Jane from Austin, Texas says that Suzanne Atkinson from Ontario is North America’s best kept knitting secret. Suzanne led us through knitting a quilt block (photo, left), then inserting it into Elizabeth Zimmermann’s Surprise Jacket pattern. That was Friday evening and all day Saturday at the Dayton Knitting Guild retreat. On Sunday morning, Suzanne taught a cable pattern on a seaman’s scarf. Suzanne has all of the traits of a good teacher that bring out the best in her students. She is gracious, knowledgable, patient, positive, encouraging….

In my mind, the retreat was a success on so many levels. Member shops offered a delicious supply of goodies at the yarn market. I always go thinking I’ll not spend my money. I always cave in. The Bergamo Center’s buffet was also delicious. The weather was so perfect that it atoned for the past six months of winter. Best of all, the fellowship of knitters wrapped each other in warm sisterhood. I drove home feeling strengthened, enlightened, encouraged, and loved.

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