When I was a child, I remember I used to sneak into my parents’ bedroom to steal my mother’s edition of the Brothers Grimm fairy tales. They’d been given to her to improve her German, but I don’t think she read them all that much. I did. I’d sit on the floor of the bedroom… Read More A fairy-tale capelet
It has been rather quiet here! The reason for my silence is that I moved in together with my boyfriend back in November. We spent the past few months renovating, furnishing and decorating our new apartment. It’s a lot of work and we’re not even done yet! Our kitchen will be delivered only at the… Read More Casual in teal
Today’s photoshoot was my first outing after a couple of days spent in bed! I’m recovering from pyelitis, followed by a nasty inflammation at the arm because of negligence with the cannula they had inserted at the hospital. I’m still weak, but I couldn’t stand staring at the same walls anymore! I had finished this… Read More A first outing, a giant scarf and DUCKLINGS!
For a couple of years now, I’ve prided myself in knitting or sewing most of my Christmas presents. My late grandmother, my mother, my uncle: they’d all receive something handmade from me. My father is the only exception, because I usually give him books. This Christmas, though? I just didn’t have the energy, to be… Read More It wasn’t a handmade Christmas
Grumperina’s Shifting Sands Scarf has been in my Ravelry queue pretty much since I made an account there. A lot of scarf patterns languish in my queue from that time where I still thought I had enough patience for scarves. Besides, I have plenty of scarves and shawls to keep my neck warm. That said, when… Read More Mum’s Shifting Sands Scarf
I’ve complained so much about Kim Hargreaves’ patterns that it’s sort of become a hobby. Nevertheless, I can’t say too many bad things about this one! Sure, the pattern could be written and arranged more clearly, but I’ve learnt to decipher 18th century cadastres: I can deal with Kim Hargreaves, as well. No, more importantly,… Read More Lilacs, or: The one where I don’t complain about a Kim Hargreaves pattern
In German, we call people like me a Frostbeule. That is, literally, a chilblain – and means a person that is always cold. That’s why I use four blankets in bed, coupled with a lot of pillows and knit socks. That’s also why I love this sweater, made from gloriously warm and cozy super bulky alpaca… Read More This sweater warms my heart (and everything else)