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I have learned that each and every piece of cloth embodies the spirit, skill, and personal history of an individual weaver. . . . It ties together with an endless thread the emotional life of my people.
You know you knit too much when ... You will check out a book from the library just because you heard that one of the characters knits.
I'm a little bit of a fabric lunatic.
I have always loved cashmere and knitwear is the first thing I'm drawn to when shopping - even if I don't need any.
The only thing that had saved her then was knitting. In prison she had become a compulsive knitter. Knitting allowed her to unite, to connect, to integrate. With every stitch she held on to dear life. Threads hold us together.
I'm a knitter. My projects are the ultimate in 'some assembly required.
Our life is woven wind.
You know you knit too much when ... Before you buy anything, such as a hammock or curtains, you seriously wonder whether you could knit it.
I have too much money invested in sweaters.
Silks, velvets, calicoes, and the whole lexicon of female fopperies.
What a richly colored strong warm coat is woven when love is the warp and work is the woof.
Knitting is a boon for those of us who are easily bored. I take my knitting everywhere to take the edge off of moments that would otherwise drive me stark raving mad.
I'm a yarn teller. My job is to engage you as much as I can and as often as I can.
I have worked with wool all my life as a designer. There's so much more to it than knitwear - it's an amazingly versatile material and can be used in so many different ways from chic to rustic.
The woman at the next table is making eyes at you," Lanie said, whispering conspiratorially.
"Really? What does she make them out of? Cloth?
Knitting keeps me from stabbing people.
To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.
Voluptuous and enveloping like layers of precious fabrics
I believe that the yarn we spin is capable of mending the broken warp and woof of our life!
Your mother is a shifty knitter.
To care about weaving, to make weavings, is to be in touch with a long human tradition. We people have woven, first baskets and then cloth, for at least ten thousand years. This book will give you many ways to become connected with that tradition.
Given good yarn, good workmanship, and good care, a knitted shawl and outlive its knitter, providing warmth and pleasure to several generations of family and friends.
The staple of our Australian colonies, but more particularly of New South Wales, the climate and the soil of which are peculiarly suited to its production, - is fine wool.
Wet catkins fur the twigs of a willow.
I question the negative connotations of fabric, of ribbon, of lace. I turn these symbols of our imprisonment around.
When I was starting, there were wool mills in the U.S. that could make you anything. The U.S. used to produce the most beautiful cotton denim in the world. Now all that is gone.
One fleece down, one to go.
Kittens play with yarn, they bat it around. What they're really doing is saying, "I can't knit, get this away from me!"
Many people go looking for wool and come back shorn.
The bears bear hard hard yarn yarns you are unlikely to be confused.
Mama sewed the rags together, sewing every piece with love. She made my coat of many colors that I was proud of.
The reel of silk has run smoothly enough so far; but I always knew there would come a knot and a puzzle: here it is.
And in the act of making things, just by living their daily lives, they also make history.
Knitting is clothing made in spare moments, or round the fire, whenever women gathered together ... It's something to celebrate-clothes made in love and service, something women have always done.
I have pulled threads from magic tapestries already woven and used them to weave my own cloth.
Apparently she was going to have to stock up on ugly knitwear. *
I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world.
Joy and woe are woven fine.
Loopy as a crochet convention.
I recognize that knitting can improve my mood in trying circumstances
Honey, have you ever seen a man knitting socks?
their lambs spent the whole summer loose in the highlands without any significant losses. They produced wool of consistently high quality, and were easy to feed and simple to handle. It was no surprise that other breeders
We weave together the many skeins of our words,
Into poems and stories and books,
And the books are made so much more vivacious and colourful,
For all the care that is woven in along with the words.
We stitch together quilts of meaning to keep us warm and safe, with whatever patches of beauty and utility we have on hand.
A cashmere knit is like a book. It is something to save and go back to time after time. It is the feeling of an embrace.
Web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket
I don't know if you've ever knit a sweater, but by the end of it, you're like, 'Ugh I can't wear this. I can't stand the color. I'm so tired of it.'
It's only knitting and it's one of the few times in your life when there are no bad consequences to a mistake.
Does she have some demonic sewing kit in there? Will the thread assault us? The thimbles hurl themselves upon me? Bobbins-"
"She said-"
"We'll die. I know.
Busy hands and idle minds have knitted many a sweater; Busy minds and idle hands have knitted many a brow.
imagine a scarf as an unlimited canvas
It is not so much that we, using our brains, spin our yarns, as that our brains, using yarns, spin us.
I was held together by one thread that was black and frayed, and the end of it was tied to Maggie. She had unwittingly pulled on it, loosening the already loose knitting until I was nothing more than a pile of tangled string, completely unraveled.
Knitted fur is so modern and light, it makes this retro shape cool again.
An eye-jangling assortment of spurious clan tartans, adorning every conceivable object made of fabric, from caps, neckties, and serviettes down to a particularly horrid yellow "Buchanan" sett used to make men's nylon Y-front underpants.
thin materials, or in conjunction with flat stitch. Twisted knot
Fellow of No Delicacy XIV. The Honest Tradesman XV. Knitting XVI.
All this talk of folds and rods and buttons. Are we copulating or sewing draperies?
It is the horrible texture of a fabric that should be woven of ships' cables and hawsers. A Polar wind blows through it, and birds of prey hover over it.
Cotton is cotton.
The Fates but only spin the coarser clue; The finest of the wool is left for you.
I explain at the parties that I believe knitting is a transformative and intriguing act that can change the life and brain of the person doing it, and that knitting is a perfect metaphor for life and insight into some better ways through it.
Everything. They look good with everything, I decide after a half hour of pinning. Which somehow ended with me pinning knitting patterns. I don't knit, but Pinterest is a bitch that way.
She tangled her words
like matted fishing lines
I pick up my knitting and wind the yarn around my fingers so I can finish the row. The needles whisper softly as they slide against each other, as if telling secrets.
I can knit quite well. I make really long scarves.
Fall the deep curtains,
delicate the weave,
fair the thread.
worry knitting inside of him.
I like sweaters. I have a sweater obsession, I guess.
Watching a complex stitch pattern grow as I knit silences the voice in my head that tells me to sweep the floor. I imagine dust bunnies are knitting themselves together under my chair.
I will resist the urge to underestimate the complexity of knitting.
Scraps of love
torn and tattered
faded, scattered
trashed
threads of hope
frayed and tangled
broken, mangled
dashed
backing, buttons
yarn and batting
quilted tenderly
wrapped up in
this warm repair
my patchwork family
The scarf is soft
The scarf is blue
The scarf is us
You know you knit too much when ... You take knitting to a wedding, in case there's a little time before the bride comes down the aisle. Double points if you are the bride.
Can you row?" the Sheep asked, handing her a pair of knitting-needles as she spoke.
"Yes, a little
but not on land
and not with needles
" Alice was beginning to say.
But these factory people, who on earth wears cotton that can afford linen?
So much was closing in about the women who sat knitting, knitting, that they their very selves were closing in around a structure yet unbuilt, where they were to sit knitting, knitting, counting dropping heads.
Knitting has a profound connective power. The culture and people and rituals around it, the values, they all contribute to an immediate and profound trust in one another. It's home. You belong and are accepted, which rings true no matter where you are.
You see, when weaving a blanket, an Indian woman leaves a flaw in the weaving of that blanket to let the soul out.
If I must drool, I may as well drool on cashmere.
All her old thoughts seemed as thin and ragged as a piece of knitting made and ripped out and made and ripped out again until all the threads were frayed, growing ever more worn, but never larger.
Belt leather. Black pepper. Fine lace and bright feather. Tinker in town tonight, gone tomorrow. Working through the evening light. Come wife. Come daughter, I've small cloth and rose water.
The Sewing Machine Charm
To A Life Bound by Family, The Thread That Ties Us All Together
I shall weave a suit of leaves. At once. With acorns for buttons.
Crafting, as the title suggests,
What binds the fabric together when the raging, shifting, winds of change keep ripping away?
All knitting is choreography.
Our underwear used to just be cotton, but we wanted to see if we could create something out of synthetics.
Chains of iron or of silk-both are chains.
I love playing around with vintage fabrics and lace.
Comforters for our todays / Guardians of memories / Keeping our youth and yesterdays alive / Comrades with one history.
Making knots. Making knots. No word. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not think of Gale. Do not think of Peeta. Making knots.
Ninety-five percent of our wool is going to China.
SABLE- A common knitting acronym that stands for Stash Acquisition Beyond Life Expectancy.
In ways and thoughts of weakness and of wrong, Threads turn to cords, and cords to cables strong.
Every seam, every lace, every bead has been painstakingly, with love, corrected, perfected and mastered,
I would describe her more as a knitter than a doer.
Ragweed,wild oat,vetch,butcher grass,invaginate volunteer beans,all heads gently nodding in a morning breeze like a mother's soft hand on your cheek ...
We wore that grief like one wears one's underclothes. An invisible skin, unseen to prying eyes, but knitted to us all the same. We wore it every day.
Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves.