Friday Finale...

Casey B. knit these gorgeous socks.  I must apologize as I was so taken with this project that I forgot to ask her the name of the pattern as well as the yarn that she used.  This photo does not show off the vibrant green that they are.  If anyone is interested in more details about this project we can find out more for you if you'd like.

Sheila knit this beauty designed by herself, called...Simple Seed Stitch T Shirt.  This sweater looks like a Monet painting in person. The yarn used is a hand-dyed bamboo yarn by Ellyn Cooper called Mosa.  The simple lines of this sweater looks beautiful with its fluid drape.  Many types of yarn would suit this project.

you knit this for us....

Isabel's grandaughter wrote this beautiful poem for her.  All of us who loved her so...found these words so grace filled.  This poem was posted on her friends blog and a link to it is below.

AUGUST 17, 2010

you knit this for us

from guest blogger corinne teed
for her grandma, isabel mosher teed

my grandma
who lived in a tiny cottage
built around a tree
two rooms two hallways
each with a window
looking in on the trunk of the shaggy bark hickory nut
each nook piled in with knickknacks
glass birds, ceramic vases
a palette of navies, grays and taupes
the austere faces of Royal Daulton mugs
a crossword balanced on the armrest

you
who had bells beneath your voice
they rang tones beneath your words
louder with your laughter

grandma
who could never spank me enough
even as an adult
three good whacks to a cheek
whenever you got the chance

a sanctuary
in my young twenties
of full acceptance and love
the first family member
I came out to
at nineteen
when I said “grandma
I think I’m gay
I mean, I think I like girls
I mean, I think I more than like girls”
and you said
in a way that made time stop
and all your wisdom pour forth
“It may be a hard life my dear
but what is most important
is that you will be happy
and you will be you.”

my grandma

your love died too young
at 54 his heart gave up
and you nestled yourself comfortably in his memory
a heart full of longing
keeping you romantic company
never to love again
orrin, the only star in your sky

I was in the air when you took your final breath
the first flight I could get home
once we knew it had turned for the worse
you had asked me to come sooner
saying “where are you?”
“get over here”
each time we spoke
and I used all the energy I had
to get to you
as fast as possible
but I realized too late
that you needed me to come sooner

since I missed the final goodbye
that gathering around the hospital bed
all five of your children present
I went to see you after
a private viewing
the funeral home
the heavy draped curtains
a somber haze around your body
but you were gone from there
I heard you laugh
as I searched in the wrong place
this body
that was giving up on you
you let go of
you are free from

grandma
the wind is rustling the corn fields
the young tobacco plants and their cloths
the smooth surface of the connecticut river
I wonder if you are there
how will you speak to us now?
what voice will you use?

you are within so many of us
your daughters’ smiles
your sons’ stubborn independence
a legacy of crafting hands
yearning to be as unstoppable as yours

and as we age
that your grace settle upon us
your charm live through us
your wisdom gather up in us

these are threads you left behind
it is no coincidence
you knit this for us
a strand tucked securely around your pinky
the English style
the pattern planned
each stitch full of intention
generations piling on top of each other
community grafted into the cloth
the grace you wove into us

the acorns are falling from the oaks
your grandchildren
and great grandchildren
are at play
their voices rising through the humidity
the sun rising determinedly in the sky

and you Isabel
are here.This poem can be found at frantelope

This poem can be found at frantelope

Here is Isabel with a selection of her beautiful handknits at a show she did with her daughter Nancy in the fall of 2009. 


Please watch for new class listing the end of next week.  

Friday Frolic....

Dave knit up his first little baby sweater and it came out beautifully!  He knit this out of one skein of Cotton Kisses Plymouth Yarn Co. Dave says he is now ready to take on an adult sweater.  Beautfiul job Dave!

A customer was in yesterday working on finishing up an afghan for her mother.  She got everything back on track with her pattern.  Then, she showed us this shawl that she has made and was thinking of making another one.  It's beautiful and would be a great project for the fall.  

Whimsical knits....Ysolda's blog.  I love these flags!

Knitty has this beautiful pattern for the Coquille Shawl. We were thinking that it would be beautiful out of Svale which is cotton, viscose and silk. We have several lovely colors for this.

Tribute to Isabel "Izzy" Teed

Isabel Mosher Teed September 3, 1927- August 11, 2010

Our dear beloved Isabel left this world on August 11...she has left us with so much...and all with her beautiful grace. 

A  Tribute to Izzy...

"We Love you, miss you and will always keep you in our hearts...for that is where you belong.  We celebrate your life because it was a special one and it touched all of us in one form or another.  We will never forget your smile or patience or love of life.  We can only hope to do so well as you at that point in our lives.  You have taught us to knit socks, as well as about the web of life which is strong and full of courage and love for one another.  We will carry these lessons forward in our own lives as a marker of excellence and courage because that's what you would want us to do now. Your wisdom sits quietly with each us in its own special way...in the ways that touched each of us uniquely.  So, let us sign your name to the skies and stars and never forget the love we hold between us.  

Inventory with Izzy!

Izzy wearing a scarf she made

Laughing so hard!

Dinner out...

Happy Times

'Til We Meet Again...