In which the Rabbit finds the Best. Knitting. Organizer. Ever.

It's the Mead Five Star Stand 'N Store. It came from Staples, of all places. It doesn't look like much, but it has a place for all the little bits and bobs the Rabbit uses while knitting—so much better than the little plastic sack she was using before.


Open it up, and fold down the sides, and the BKOE has lots of little pockets both open and with zipped or velcro closures. Of the open ones, the Rabbit uses one for stitch holders, crochet hooks and a needle gauge and one for a little notebook, pen, and post-its. There's a zipped pocked for the three things she uses most often: scissors, tape measure and darning needle. There's also one with a velcro closure for stitch holders.


And on the other side, there's a longer pocket for everything else.


All hail the BKOE.

In which the Rabbit describes her tour of New England yarn stores

The New England trip would best be described, really, as a tour of yarn stores (and places that sell lobster rolls). Here are some of the highlights, yarn-wise:


The yarn store in Norwich, Northern Lights, carries the complete line of Manos del Uruguay—all the solid colors and all the variegated. The Rabbit went a tiny bit crazy. These will become a striped scarf for Mr. Rabbit, probably garter stitch, with the stripes running lengthwise.


The Rabbit bought this Cash Vero DK at Whippletree Yarn in Woodstock, VT. It's for a scarf for the Red Scarf Project which the industrious lagomorph has already finished:


This Rowan Romance came from Seed Stitch Fine Yarns in Salem, MA. The Rabbit loved this yarn store.


Courtney, the owner, helped with finding a pattern for this yarn, a cabled clutch that is also all finished:


In Beverly Farms, MA, the Rabbit made her way to Yarns in the Farms, and boy was she glad she did. It's a little enchanted cottage crammed to the rafters with beautiful, hard-to-come-by yarns. It's a warren-away-from-home. It's fabulous. She bought this skein of merino/cashmere/dehaired angora (angora!) there. She's going to make it into Clapotis. She's the only knitter in North America (the world?) who hasn't knit this pattern, and she feels left out.

Last, but definitely not least, the Rabbit went to Webs, in Northampton, MA. "America's Yarn Store." Huge. Overwhelming. And that's not even counting the 15,000 square foot warehouse filled with closeouts and discontinued colors at half price. Nevertheless, the Rabbit was able to pull herself together to buy a few things, including an umbrella swift (love it, love it, love it) and this, for another red scarf project scarf, already underway . . .


. . . and this. More angora (angora!).

In which the Rabbit finds fiber at the farmer's market

During the Rabbit's New England sojourn, she went to the Norwich, VT farmer's market. Though traditionally rabbits and farmer's don't get along, the Rabbit braved the market in hopes that there might be some yarn from locally-raised sheep or, even better, some fleece. The Norwich farmer's market did not disappoint.

Below is the first find: 300 yard of handspun made by the delightful owner of "Muscle in Your Arm Farms" in Etna, NH. Such lovely colors; this skein makes the Rabbit think of the Caribbean. No plan for this yarn yet.


Muscle in Your Arm Farms also provided these two beautiful, soft, lofty skeins of undyed Cormo (a breed descended from Corriedale and Merino):


But perhaps the best find of the day was this fleece:


This is Bluefaced Leicester, dyed a variety of shades of green. It's incredibly soft. When the Rabbit brought it to show her spinning teacher, Kassy exclaimed "It's like a salad!" This remark is probably unrelated to Kassy's observation, a few days later, that the sheep who produced it must have been fed a steady diet of olive oil to produce such unctuous fleece.

The Rabbit is planning to spin the Leicester eventually, probably plying it with something else. Watch this space updates on the fate of the fleece.

In which the Rabbit blogs from the road, about washcloths

The Rabbit has been knitting up a washcloth storm, thinking that handknit washcloths knit from organic cotton would be perfect host(ess) gifts for the friends with whom she is staying on her travels. These, photographed in situ in their bathroom, went to Jonathan and Meli:


These are for Peter and Annie, with whom the Rabbit is staying on Monday.


You will note that Peter and Annie get soap. Soap for my friend Meli would be coals to Newcastle. She is the bath supply queen of the century.

In which the Rabbit finishes the Shibori Cravat

Here it is! The Rabbit is delighted with how it turned out. Here are some detail shots of the baubles, which were made by bunching up one-inch squares of the fabric and securing them with pony-tail holders before felting:

You can see that the Rabbit removed this from the washing machine before the stitches completely disappeared in the felting process, to allow the fabric to retain some drape.

The alpaca was lovely to work with and felted beautifully. Could knitting make the Rabbit look forward to winter? She is looking forward, at least, to wearing this.

In which the Rabbit arranges some flowers from the garden

Hip Hop Hooray! The Monarda are blooming! (Also the daisies, the salvia, the astilbe, the butterfly weed.)

In which the Rabbit felts yet more bowls

These are made with variegated Manos del Uruguay (left over from the felted clutches) around the rim; the rest of the bowls are knit from Álafoss Lopi. The two yarns behave quite differently during felting, hence the shape of the bowls.