
Photos by Alfred Eisenstaedt, of a 1963 puppet theatre audience, in Paris. The bottom one was taken at the moment St. George slays the dragon. I love their reactions, and their knitwear! I hope your weekend is just as well received.

Photos by Alfred Eisenstaedt, of a 1963 puppet theatre audience, in Paris. The bottom one was taken at the moment St. George slays the dragon. I love their reactions, and their knitwear! I hope your weekend is just as well received.
I picked up a tea towel at the store. It's made in Sweden and cost me £15 (for a tea towel, oh my) but I still had to have it. It proudly adornes my tiny kitchen:
And if you have no idea what I'm talking about, here's a movie, for your edification. They were originally comic book characters you see, and though I don't have any of the comics, it's the animation, made of fabric, that really has me smitten:
It was Kyle's birthday while we worked (and knitted) together. So I made him a hat in the evenings while he worked hard on his first scarf in the day. I didn't use a pattern, just cast on enough stitches and went with a colors I thought would be good for Kyle, definitely ending with a big pompom on top.
And it was a big success! By all reports, Kyle is still knitting now that I'm gone. Go Kyle, go! I'll be inspecting your scarf next time I see you!
We walked about 6 hours a day, and often traveled by foot on frozen rivers and canals. I was initially really scared, but after seeing families with strollers and ice skaters on there, I had to try it out.
Is there an old city anywhere where you can't find a stunning church? This one, with chandeliers, pure white walls, and everything hand carved, really struck me.
And sometimes you find streets that are exactly how you imagined a place to be:
Of course, Mr. Jones was busy exploring his own places of interest. Luckily he didn't come out with much!
I found two items I couldn't live without in this city, though Copenhagen is not for the faint of wallet. I think we said "This costs HOW MUCH?!" about 50 times a day. Still, it's an amazing city with stunning architecture, a great sense of environmentalism, incredibly bilingual people, and the most stylish natives I have ever seen. Great Danes, indeed.
Willow in her Party Cardigan
Mine was not fast-acting. It needed to be mixed with other things and set. So I bought some packets of the other stuff, and now I'm off and running! This is a loaf straight from a malted bread flour bag. It rose the best yet, and tasted delicious. Next up, I'm going to try to make this bread, which I read had a great results. I'm trying to deny that milk and honey in my bread freaks me out. I buy bread with these things, so I don't know what my problem is. Still, I am a recovering vegan and the idea of bread with only flour, yeast, and salt keeps me calmer. I'll let you know the results!
Well, maybe not a lot of you know that Sandi Klein had her own quilt. She won it herself! Many many years ago, we went to the Church Bazaar (we used to call it the Bizarre Bazaar) and the Church Quilters were having a raffle for charity. $.25 a chance, or 5 chances for a dollar, to win a handmade quilt. My dad gave them a dollar and put the four names of our family members into the draw, plus one for Sandi. Guess who won?
I destinctly remember answering the telephone as a child, when someone on the other end said "Hello, is Sandi Klein there?" "Yes," I said, staring at her standing below me. There was a long pause. "Can I speak to her, please?" said the Church Lady. "You can," I said, "but she probably won't talk back". Eventually we sorted it all out, and went to collect Sandi's prize.
One of my New Year's resolutions is to make my first quilt. My mom is an amzing quilter, and has a cabinet full of them at home. But Sandi's Quilt is special, and now, years after her death, it's being put to good use by her successor. If only Jack could be just as lucky as Sandi!