When I tried to define why I wanted to create this blog, at first I thought it was to “cyber-meet” other knitters and feel not so alone in my insatiable passion for this new hobby. Then I thought maybe it was to show off my knitting skills, but I immediately realized I didn’t have a snowball’s chance in aitch eee double-hockey-sticks of impressing anyone as long as I occupy the same universe as Wendy and FiberRavenSoiree. Then I thought maybe it was so I could showcase my writing skills but, as a technical writer, I’m programmed to generate dreary numbered and bulleted lists. Big, gaping, toothy yawn. Finally I concluded the blog was mostly so I could combine knitting minutiae with sharing the occasional odd thought and the amazingly strange things I’ve seen some people do. And then, out of the blue, the whole blogging idea took a 90-degree turn and metamorphosed into something completely different. My partner got wind of my blogging efforts and decided it would be fun for us to share with others the story of the dye garden we are planting this year. So it boils down to the occasional odd thought, comment or observation; Knitting Knews; and the Dye Garden Dyegest!
Today’s Odd Thought, Comment or Observation (not for the squeamish):
On the road right outside the driveway of my office building, there’s a squirrel carcass. And not just any squirrel carcass – an extraordinarily flat squirrel carcass. In fact, the only reason you can tell that it’s a squirrel is because it’s a slightly lighter gray than the asphalt. So now, the first five minutes of my commute home are spent reflecting on the physiological ramifications of going from being frisky, warm, and round to being dead, cold, and paper-thin. I cannot wait for some torrential rain to come wash Mr. Nutkin away. In my next post, an example of odd things people do…
Knitting Knews
I am a knitter but I primarily knit socks. (Who’m I kidding?! I’ve knit 22 pairs of socks and one scarf. That makes me a sock knitter who went slumming for a few days.) Here is my most recent oeuvre, a self-designed pair in a checkerboard lace pattern. These socks are named the Alhambra Socks, after the beautiful lacey Moorish building in Granada, Spain. The socks are knit in Lorna’s Laces “nearly solid” Bold Red and are for a DCW (Dear Co-Worker) who helped me learn how to pick up stitches for gussets. But for her hand-holding, I’d still be carrying around a sad cuff, ankle and heel concoction, sort of like the sock equivalent of a fingerless glove, but in the case of a sock, what’s the point?
Dye Garden Dyegest
In my next entry, I’ll include the first chapter of the Dye Garden Dyegest, a brief history of how we got to this point, what resources we’re using, and what we’re planting. Come join us!
Congratulations on the new blog, Ryan! Woo-hoo! I am looking forward to seeing the dye garden gestation and birth as well as the end product-- socks, right?!
Posted by: sheila on April 21, 2003 04:22 PMAnother occupant of our strange and wonderful little alternate universe! Hi Ryan, if I ever drag my rear to Seattle I'll be sure to meet you.
Posted by: CarolineF on April 21, 2003 06:49 PMNice going Ryan. I too have seen squirrels in the shape you describe. We even have squirrel crossings in my town, but they don't seem to read the signs and cross willy-nilly and get run over. Hope you post pictures of yourself and your home. Dale
Posted by: Dale on April 22, 2003 11:08 AMGreat bloggin' Ryan! Your socks look beautiful! Great picture!
Funny how people STILL don't know what a 'blog' is! :-) But, they'll get there!
Happy Tuesday!
just found you and already you're on my daily reads list! no pressure! heehee! :) welcome to the fantastic knitblog community!!
cheryl
Posted by: cheryl on April 22, 2003 07:25 PM"sock knitter who went slumming"! I love it! Enjoyed the visit and looking forward to future entries!
Posted by: Kim on April 23, 2003 07:18 AMHi Ryan - loved your squirrel story -- does that make me odd? No wait, I do have a reason. A few months ago a friend and I were walking at lunchtime (in downtown Washington DC). Getting ready to step off the curb to cross the street, my friend suddenly shrieked, grabbed my arm, and pointed to the street. There was the flattest rat we'd ever seen.
Now when we're out walking and come to an intersection one of us always say to the other "Watch out for flat rats!"
Posted by: Wendy on April 23, 2003 07:40 AMVery Cool Ryan!! I identified with the flat squirrel story...we have tons of them here and they are all kamakazis. Hope to see lots of pictures of your work. So, I am one of those who doesn't understand the "blog" thing. I get what it is, but why is it CALLED that??? Lisa in Oregon
Posted by: Lisa on April 24, 2003 09:59 AM