We all know that feeling: We make (or find) that perfect skein of worsted weight yarn, we take it home with us, give it a nice place in the stash, and then we… take it out once in a while, stroking it, wishing we had more of it because by all that is wooly, a person can only have so many hats.

Varm en deltaker – Strikk til ISFiT!

There is one word to describe Norway in February, and that is “cold”. Very cold. Incredibly so. More than you think. Sometimes it seems like the entire country wraps itself in handknit woolens in late October, and doesn’t emerge from this cozy cocoon until the end of March, when the snow begins to melt and the sun rises above the mountains almo...

This is my version of a quilt. A single quilt square, blown up to a comfortable afghan-size for maximum visual impact, knit in squishy garter stitch and the softest of alpaca blends.