So a Craftsy class has been filmed, I’m home from Denver, the laundry has been put away, and I think I’ve slept off my jetlag and things are mostly back to normal, or as normal as things get around here; I’m back to my regularly irregular schedule, with five new eco-prints already going and one drying and waiting for a steam-press. I’ll be moving a lot of these to the studio space this weekend, but for now, it’s an interesting experiment in resistance and grownupping to have these foil-wrapped packets of temptation around the house; they’re meant to sit and do their thing for 2-6 weeks, but my Impulse Brain desperately wants to open them now and see what’s happened inside.
I returned to an ARC of Clara Parkes new book, which always makes me feel all kinds of fancy- I don’t know what that is, but there’s a special charge to it, seeing something before it’s released, the print across the front, feeling like a weird sort of insider. Lots and lots of people get advance copies, and now that I know that it should take away some of the glow for me, but I’m so glad it hasn’t. Every time one of those funnily shaped brown cardboard packets comes through the mail from a publisher I get all clappy-hands and wiggly-feet about it. I’m still working my way through it, but I mean, you already know you want to read it. It’s called A Stash Of One’s Own, and it’s actually a collection of essays & articles from people in the industry. I’ll have a full review up in Knit Edge, but it’s been like talking with friends- a lovely book that’s perfect for picking up & putting down, given the format. (P.S.: This issue of KE has been delayed due to my class filming and some health issues on our team this summer, but we’re plugging along.)
On the subject of stash, I’m pulling out a bunch of fiber in order to prep for Tour de Fleece this year. I’ve never participated before, which strikes me as completely wrong, and I have a huge backlog of fiber that needs to either turn into something or go away and live with someone who is going to treat it right. My goal is a minimum of two ounces a day, plying counts (it is NOT cheating), and- I mean if I can’t do that, who even am I? I’ll be documenting the process on my IG and blog, so if you’re into that, you’ll know where to find it. Anybody else taking the TdF on this time around?
I have a date for the class release, for those who’ve asked, but it’s tentative so it isn’t for release yet— it’s just a general planning/ anxiety-inducing/ etc sort of thing for the moment, you know the drill. I’ll let you know when the time comes, though- I promise!- you won’t be able to miss it, honest, and if I have discount codes this time around you’ll find them here. (There were codes last time, I’m guessing there will be this time, too, but the process seems a little different each time!)
Not-so-incidentally, before I sign off: this week I was given a box which contained a stack of clippings, memorabilia, photos, and nearly all the letters my grandmother Bess wrote home during her service as a WAC during WWII. It’s a pretty remarkable collection that reflects her time in the Europe and South Pacific (as well as all over the States) and it’s in remarkably good condition given its age. I’m looking for as much information as I can find on how to best preserve these pieces, and would welcome any help offered. A friend has helped to connect me with some military historians, and another friend is trying to connect me with some folks they know at the Smithsonian, but I’m open to any non-internet based data available (I’m hoarding resources, in case one or another doesn’t work out). Can repay this favor with gratitude, kissyface selfies, gratuitous cute dog photos, eco-prints, yarn, name your price.