Two steps forward, one step backwards
Searching for the perfect yarn I shortly pondered if I should change the proverb into “two steps backwards and one step forward”, because I got near to nothing done this […]
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One shawl is not enough
Last week I asked for your opinion which yarn I should use to crochet a granny square shawl and sorry, but not sorry, you were not of great help. I […]
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Non-existent yarn shops and a Christmas market
What a day… I was prepared like a pro. Backpack, several bags, my current knitting project, an apple and a water bottle – what could possibly go wrong?
Read on my #steemit or #Wordpress blog about me on the Christmas market, fighting the masses in search of a yarn store….
Bright and woolly dyeing experiments
I needed a dye injection, colour, wool and experimentations. So, I dived into my stash and found some skeins of an organic wool I purchased at eBay which are a […]
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Crocheting a Frankencoinster
I am afraid… I am afraid that you will notice that I am an imposter, that I am barely able to hold a hook… Because I crocheted a Frankencoinster. Last […]
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Weaving a Mandala
Today is Whitsun day (Pfingsten in German) so I have a little holiday. My mother visited with friends a nearby monastery to attend the service, which was held outside. And […]
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Daily bits of tangled yarn
And suddenly its summer. Summer in the Ruhr area means temperatures rise spontaneously over 30 degrees with lots of rain and thunder. Oh fun… it feels as if we life […]
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Oh no – my knitting is outdated
The first two paragraphs arey a very long intro. If you want to read about my meagre progress with the lila knitted sweater and are interested in Kitchener stitch: skip […]
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The bloody scrubbies
Stress testing sustainable crochet scrubbies Look I crocheted some fossils. These are face scrubby fossils. They are made from organic sea shell which will purify your face by cutting away […]
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Knitting without Marie Kondo 2
I think Marie Kondo silently left our flat. My guess is that she, after being happy about my attempt of tidying my box of shame (read about it here), went […]
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