4.04.2011

The Mackinaw Knitted Hat Goes to Russia

I was so happy I packed the Mackinaw knitted hat for my trip to Russia. The super soft alpaca earflaps kept me nice and warm on the freezing, snowy streets of Moscow and St. Petersburg. You can get your own Mackinaw knitted hat in the color of your choice from Worldknit & Handspun. If you knit you can buy the pattern for only $5. My floral sunglasses are available from Beaucoup Vintage.

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Outside the Kremlin, Moscow

Looking out over St. Petersburg from the dome of St. Isaac's Cathedral

Catherine the Great's Palace, St. Petersburg

Cathedral of Christ the Saviour, Moscow

Finding the Metpo Station, Moscow

Wandering the Streets of Moscow

3.31.2011

this is your brain in Russia


My trip to Russia was a last minute affair- an e-mail sent to my boyfriend about a cheap plane ticket from JFK ($397 round trip- amazing, I know) and only two weeks to secure visas. I had no idea of what to expect from Russia, but was really excited to go. I should’ve realized what an adventure I was in for as I tried to navigate my way through the visa process. You must have a visa to travel to Russia and the embassy says to submit your application at least two weeks in advance of your trip. In order to submit your application though, you have to have a written invitation from someone in Russia inviting you to their country. I got our invitations from the train company from which I purchased our overnight travel to and from Moscow and St. Petersburg.* Completed visa forms and invitations in hand, I drove to the Russian Embassy in DC and submitted our paperwork with exactly two weeks to go. I was handed a note that said I could pick up our visas the following week. We were going to Russia!


The journey started with an hour drive to DC, a near miss of the MegaBus to NYC (their boarding location had just changed and we didn’t realize it until 10 minutes to bus departure), a subway ride to JFK, and a 9-hour flight to Moscow. That night we took the midnight sleeper train to St. Petersburg and woke, exhausted, the next morning in the Imperial City.


Traveling can be a humbling experience. In Russia I’m basically mute and illiterate. Russians use the cyrillic alphabet, which shares little in common with our Roman alphabet. I can’t even fudge my way through the country by kind of being able to tell what stuff is, like when I travel to Europe or Latin America. Very few Russians speak English and when I come across someone who does I am so thankful. Meals are the most frustrating time of the day. Unless there is a picture menu, and even sometimes when there is, you have no idea what will come out of the kitchen. Sushi is really popular here, as are 24 hour coffee houses. Sushi is great, but it’s like $10 a roll. Prices in Russia are shocking and you can’t escape a meal for two people in a cheap restaurant for under $40 (drinks seem to average $3-4).



We’ve hit all the main sites in St. Petersburg- the Admiralty, Peter and Paul’s Fortress, the Eternal Flame, Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood, St. Isaac’s Cathedral, the Hermitage, Catherine the Great’s Palace, Pavlovsk Palace, a bunch of parks filled with snow, a number of other churches, a mosque, and a synagogue. We do a lot of walking and it’s bitterly cold outside. It takes some time to get ready to brave the outdoors- I pile on long johns, pants, two shirts, two pairs of socks, a pair of knee-length boots, two jackets, two scarves, two hats, and a pair of gloves. I’m glad we came here in the winter, though, because it’s what you envision when you think of Russia. I am sorry that we missed all of the summer fountains and the green, well manicured parks, but it is really cool to see the river and canals frozen and covered in snow.



Yesterday was an off day- my feet hurt from three long days of sightseeing, I was frustrated from not understanding or being understood, and the constant cold was getting to me. I also hadn't adjusted too well with the jetlag. I felt like that 80s commercial, "this is you brain; this is your brain on drugs"- all scrambled up. At the end of the day I was grumpy and ready to sleep, but before bed we stopped to use the internet in a cafe. As I was sitting there, I thought to myself- I’m sitting in a coffee shop, knitting...in Russia. How cool is that?! And today, my last day in St. Petersburg, was great.


*If you are planning a trip to Russia you can also secure invitations from hotels when you book them and there are also services that charge a fee to issue you an invitation. If you don’t live near the embassy you can’t mail your visa application directly, but instead have to use a service.

2.04.2011

If I were going out tonight...

I would wear this. All available on Etsy. Click the photos to check out more from these sellers.

1980s vintage sequined top

handmade cigarette pants

oxford heels

faceted hoops

1.28.2011

Three Books to Inspire

I believe my love of reading came from a childhood where I was surrounded by books. I've never been a morning person and as a little girl my mom would read me awake. Goodnight Moon was one of my first favorites. I still find reading aloud comforting, even as an adult.

My mom would find me a book whenever I had a new interest. From Queen Elizabeth I when I was in 3rd grade, to Chuck Jones, the animator of Looney Tunes, in middle school, to marine biology in high school, to my first Stephanie Pearl-McPhee book as an adult, my mom fostered my interests through books.

Last week my mom turned me on to the Three Books... project on NPR. This special series chooses a topic and finds three must-reads. While there are no doubt a ton of books that could be celebrated, NPR chooses three because, "three is a number that allows for conversation, completion, and understanding."

In a past life I was a librarian who recommended books to middle-school-aged children. Here, I'll try it for adults.

My Three Books To Inspire
What do all of these books have in common besides being inspirational? They were all given to me by my mom.

The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
I first read The Alchemist shortly after graduating college. While I had a college degree, a salaried job, and a steady boyfriend, it was a time of uncertainty in my life. I've always been a really creative person and the path I had found myself following was easy. And maybe my uncertainty was just that- I had settled.

Reading The Alchemist changed my life. "Everyone believes the world's greatest lie- that at a certain point in our lives we lose control of what's happening to us and our lives become controlled by fate." I was no longer going to be complacent. But as time passed, like the people in this book, my life faded into routine. And then one day the King of Salem visited me in the form of a divorce. And now, like the main character, Santiago, I'm walking down the path less traveled, going after my personal legend. And when I hit bumps in my road I find myself looking to The Alchemist for encouragement.

The Alchemist combines travel, adventure, danger, and hope. It is truly a life-altering, incredibly inspiring book.



The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith
The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency features a strong woman protagonist breaking out of the traditional female role to follow her personal legend. Mma Precious Ramotswe, a "traditionally built African lady" uses her inheritance to become the first woman detective in Botswana. While being the first of anything may daunt some, Mma Ramotswe takes it all in stride, using her intuition and cunning to make Botswana a better place.

The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency is the first in a series of books that feature Mma Ramotswe. All books in the series are packed with exciting mysteries and beautiful portraits of Africa.




My Life in France by Julia Child
Being a woman, I'm empowered and inspired by reading the stories of powerful women who could. I'd like to introduce Julia Child. Need I say more?

Julia Child came into my life as a college student during a summer internship at the Smithsonian. I really had no idea as I cleaned and cataloged her kitchen tools, and helped to install the Julia Child Kitchen exhibit in the summer of 2002, what a huge inspiration she would be in my life. Her story shows that if you have an interest, work really hard to get good at it, and want to share it with others, it can happen.

In My Life in France Julia shares with us how the tome, Mastering the Art of French Cooking(MtAoFC) came about. Did you know it took over 7 years, several rejection letters, and numerous re-writes for the book to be published?

My Life in France is also filled with Julia's experiences living in Paris, Marseilles, Oslo, and the US. It is not only a romantic, inspiring travel book, but also shows that perseverance pays off.


1.25.2011

worldknits is partnering with madeline ruth to bring you knitting classes


Whether you're a new knitter, need a refresher, or are ready to take the next step in your knitting, worldknit & handspun offers classes that will get you knitting like a pro. Check out the list of classes being offered in February and March at Madeline Ruth (610 Caroline St., Fredericksburg, VA).

Call (540) 656-2865 or stop by Madeline Ruth to register

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Beginning Knitting
$85 - 4 sessions

Learn to cast-on, knit, purl, and bind-off in this introductory level class. Classes will also include discussions on yarn, pattern reading, fixing mistakes, and ravelry.

Class will meet February 22, 28, March, 8, and 15 from 6:30-7:30pm

Space is limited to 8 students.
no previous experience required


Cables Demystified
$25 - 1 session

Learn how to read cable charts, create your own cables, and how to cable with or without a needle. This class will cover both English and German charts.

Class will meet February 22 from 8:00-9:00pm

Space is limited to 8 students
You must know how to cast-on, knit, and purl


Knitting in the Round
$25 - 1 session

Learn how to convert flat patterns to the round. You'll also learn how to knit in the round using both double pointed needles and circular needles. Great for learning to make sweaters, hats, socks, cowls, infinity scarves, and mittens.

Class will meet February 28 from 8:00-9:00pm

Space is limited to 8 students
You must know how to cast-on, knit, and purl


Toe-Up Socks
$25 - 1 session

Beat second sock syndrome by learning how to do two socks at a time from the toe-up. This technique can also be used for mittens, gloves, and leg warmers.

Class will meet March 8 from 8:00-9:00pm

Space is limited to 8 students
You must know how to cast-on, knit, and purl


Finishing School
$25 - 1 session

You've knit the pieces to your garment, but how do you put them together? Learn the various seaming techniques, blocking, how to knit button bands, and the best way to weave in your ends.

Class will meet March 15 from 8:00-9:00pm

Space is limited to 8 students
You must know how to cast-on, knit, and purl

1.21.2011

Happy Reminders of a Constant Companion

The other day I grabbed a pair of knitting needles that I hadn’t used in a while. As I began to cast on I noticed tiny little bite marks in the tips, complements of my tiny little girl, Marbles. Marbles of course is a cat.

Marbles passed away on December 28, 2010, marking a horribly crappy end to a horrific year. After eating her dinner she started acting strange, dragging her back legs and meowing. When we rushed her to the emergency vet (I was in FL visiting my parents) the vet told us she had cardiomyopathy and a blood clot had paralyzed her from the legs down. There was no cure and heart failure was next. Sobbing, I had to make the hardest decision of my life and signed the papers to put her down.

The supreme grump face.

I miss Marbles terribly. For the past 6 years she’s been my constant companion, from waking me up in the morning to falling asleep in the crook of my knee at night. She was my family when my husband left and was going to be my partner in adventure in Argentina. Of all of the loss I’ve experienced in the past year, she is the only thing I miss.

Marbles had an affinity for water.

Marbles helping design the Conundrum hat.

There are reminders of Marbles all over; in the things I do during the day to physical reminders, like her little harness (for outside time) and photographs. When I work out in the morning I see her lying next to me on her back with her two little fangs poking out of her mouth. When I go to feed Patches I imagine Marbles sitting there, waiting patiently for her breakfast and dinner. When I look at the girls' water dish I see Marbles splashing around in it. When I see her empty circle bed, I think fondly about how she spent 10+ hours in it a day. And when I knit with the needles with the tiny little bite marks, Marbles is there with me, even if her body is not.

My littlest one.

10.02.2010

Fall Loves Fiber



The beginning of October in Virginia means two things to wool lovers- the Montpelier Fiber Festival and the careful unpacking of well-loved cold weather handknits.

This morning I woke to a cool, dry fall morning and put on a pair of hand knit socks that haven’t been worn since March. There’s nothing like the feel of a knitted sock. I love the way that it hugs your foot and the texture of the soft merino against your skin. In a word, lovely. It was going to be a good day.

After a short drive along country roads I found myself at Montpelier, the once home of James Madison. Situated in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, Montpelier is the perfect backdrop for the Fall Fiber Festival and Sheep Dog Trials. With a little over 50 vendors, mostly from Virginia, the Montpelier Fiber Festival is a pleasant break from the madness of Maryland Sheep and Wool.


I ran into a bunch FredKNITSburg knitters, some of whom I haven’t seen in what feels like forever (we miss you at knit night). They were sporting some pretty nice handknits. A. had just unpacked her beautiful Zigzag Cowl by Mandy Powers, knit in a yummy deep brown handspun. H. was wearing her just finished Tempting by Jenna Adorno in a enticing deep purple. So many of the festival goers were wearing handknits that I came home with plenty of inspiration for my next project.

One of my favorite vendors, Misty Mountain Farm, had a beautiful collection of handpainted yarns and fiber, in addition to incredibly soft, natural-colored alpaca. After talking with Terry, the son of the farm owners, I learned that they offer classes in weaving, spinning, and felting. Be sure to check out their website for details.


While shopping the vendors is fun, my favorite part of the festival is watching the sheep dog trials. Boarder collies are amazing. They are incredibly agile and can run at top speeds of 30-35 miles per hour. The dogs appear to love what they do, chomping at the bit to begin herding the sheep around a field, through fences, and eventually into a pin, all while being directed by their owners with calls and whistles. Even if you don’t like fiber (gasp) the festival is worth attending for the sheep dog trials alone.

Happy knitting!

Alex

For more photos check out our Montpelier Fiber Festival collection on Flickr.
 
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