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Here's a shawl of which I'm quite proud. The yarn came from a Cormo sheep at Pat Cook's farm, Four Arches . She has a lovely  B ...

                                            Flyde Shawl  by Wendy Avery I love the beautiful tones of multicolored hand dyed yarn but don...

I have a good friend who loves the KAL. We had two shawl KALs between us over the last year. Perhaps I will finish the first this year. The...

So a few years ago (18 to be exact) I worked with a friend, we'll call her A.  She and I became pregnant at about the same time. S...

It's easier to come up with a great descriptive name for a yarn with a three word title for its addictive properties, e.g. "crack ...

I wouldn't have chosen this pattern ...but I was in a shop  in Massachusetts in October and the woman behind the counter was really ent...

I will have to eat my words from the last post about variegated yarn, now.  I loved this pattern the moment I saw it... Garden of Alla by...

It's done and so is the preliminary pattern.  More stories about the development of my first shawl design here. Two extremely nic...

A good friend of mine once said "I either don't have enough time or enough money...".  I think of her quote weekly. There are...

I have been busy this week.  A while back, I conceived of a shawl.  This was after my trip to Scotland and I was enchanted.  I wanted to des...

I have at long last completed my second handspun Shetland shawl. I described the beginning of this project here . As I mentioned, I se...

So...finding another use for more of the Shetland Supreme I purchased while in Shetland... I dyed a whole lot of natural white plus the ot...

Oh good, a Finished Object.  I do not like how the edge came out, it's kinda like the pine tree lace opened up more than the Old Shale.....

I used to think that plants should be free, I liked to (and still do sometimes) thin them and give them away.  I think I feel the same about...

I hope my readership isn't getting tired of reading about Scotland, because I'm not tired of writing about it... When in Orkney, I b...