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Fox Paws Mini-class at Madrona – registration is open!

Madrona Fiber Arts retreat mini-class registration is open!I’m teaching Fox Paws Foundations. 

Come learn with me!

Ravelry Class at Serial Knitters on Sunday 7/26

Have any of these things happened to you?

  • You have some gorgeous yarn but aren’t sure what to make from it?
  • You have a great pattern but you don’t know what yarn will work well?
  • You are ready to start a new project but you wish you knew someone who has knit it before so they could give you some tips?

Do you know that there is a free and wonderful website that you can use to help you with all of these situations? It’s called Ravelry! I’m teaching a class in the basics of Ravelry which can solve all of those problems and more. Interested?

The class is happening this SUNDAY at Serial Knitters in Kirkland from 1:30 to 3:30. Here’s the full class description:¬†

Introduction to Social Media for Yarnies: Exploring 

Are you on This free website is a rich resource that connects you to the online world of knitting and crocheting, spinning, weaving, dyeing… etc! It’s a social network for yarny folks, and so much more. You can search for ideas and inspiration… find a pattern to use your stash yarn, explore projects made by others and see tips and reviews of patterns and yarns. Before you jump into your next project, get advice from knitters who have been there, done that and lived to tell the tale. You can join in crafty conversations of every variety. Connect with your real-life friends and make new virtual yarn-loving buddies. We will learn how to create an account, navigate different areas of the site, search for patterns and projects, connect with friends, see what patterns are popular and upload the details of your projects to share with other Ravelers. We’ll explore privacy settings, groups and forums. If time allows we’ll also have a peek at Instagram and Pinterest.

You’ll need:

  • A device that can connect to the internet, like a laptop or a tablet. Phones are not ideal because of the small screen size and keyboard.

Information about a current or past knitting project, including a few pictures and the yarn and needles you used. (You just need to know what you used, you don’t need to bring yarn or needles.)

A picture of yourself or something you’d like to use for your avatar. (The picture on your account.)

Spirit of adventure!

Pamela is a patient teacher who is happy to hold the hand of any technophobes who are ready to take the plunge.


Contact the shop to sign up!


New knitting pattern available!

Looky here:

Plus, the coupon code CLAIRE will get you $2 off the pattern. PLUS you can get this pattern, Pulse Point,  for free when you buy anything in my ravelry store until January 31, 2015. hooray!

Fighting with WordPress, so keeping this brief!

Pattern support on FB:

Pattern support on Ravelry:

Updated to Add: I’ve¬†got online and in-person knitalongs happening. Get in touch if you want to join up!









ode to an abandoned project

Sweet crochet and beads
Seven skeins of lace weight yarn
What was I thinking?

I wrote a poem today!

Two Ways of Looking at a Pillow

~a poem in two parts~

Part I

At night I sit with pillows propped

and know my tasks should soon be stopped.

But books lure sweetly, “One more word!”

and warning voices won’t be heard.


“Tomorrow you will want to¬†cry!”

“Smart heads upon their pillows lie!”¬†

Despite this knowledge, with book I sit,

and clutching my needles, continue to knit.


Part II

The pillows I viewed last night with rejection

this morning receive undiluted affection.

Blankets billow and cuddle and soothe;

my body I will not remove.


The tasks of the day loom large in my brain

yet under this pillow I’ll steadfastly remain.

Why in the morning does it tempt and demand,

while a pillow at night is dismissed out of hand?




I wrote this today at a Responsive Classroom workshop, inspired by the poem Bed In Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson. Hooray for Academic Choice! Gosh, I love to write. I’d forgotten.

Portraits of the Teacher

Today third graders wrote self-reflections after a lesson was derailed by inadequate attention and failure to meet my standards of decorum. (It’s all part of the process!) A few included some awesome drawings, including portraits of the teacher. Enjoy.


Mysterious Requests

Anyone have a good quality knitting machine I could borrow for a project? I also need your yarn leftovers in any quantity. Also anyone have a grandfather clock or similar that you want to repurpose? More details to follow as this project evolves…

Ed tech + Jewish ed = ?

What happens when educational technology meets Jewish education? I’ll find out on my epic journey beginning tomorrow. Look out Teaneck, here I come. Looky here.

Well, hello.

If a person blogs in her backyard and there’s no one there to read it, did she really write anything?

We shall see. So I am thinking about perhaps rejuvenating this blog. But the problem is, what sort of blog would it be? Would it be a knitting blog? A teacher blog? A person who owns several ukuleles but doesn’t really play them sort of blog? Maybe a showoff what I’ve been baking and knitting kind of blog? Parenting trials and tribulations? All those things currently live on facebook… is there a reason to come back to the blog format?

What with it being summer and having some extra time that would ordinarily be allocated to laundry, blogging is looking kind of appealing.

Even if it is just for my own head-clearing writing-muscles benefit, I think I”ll try for a 15 day challenge. Let’s see if I can write just a little something every day. Here’s day one… anyone there?

Concerns to consider:

Is this blog auto-mailing itself to anyone from my previous life as a blogger… and is that going to be a mess?

Is this blog connecting itself automatically to facebook and twitter? In a good way?

How do I get a pinterest button up in here? (Anyone know?)

That’s all for now! See you tomorrow…


the horrible world reminded me of a favorite poem

here’s an excerpt that really does the trick:

A man was starving in Capri;
He moved his eyes and looked at me;
I felt his gaze, I heard his moan,
And knew his hunger as my own.
I saw at sea a great fog bank
Between two ships that struck and sank;
A thousand screams the heavens smote;
And every scream tore through my throat.
No hurt I did not feel, no death
That was not mine; mine each last breath
That, crying, met an answering cry
From the compassion that was I.
All suffering mine, and mine its rod;
Mine, pity like the pity of God.
Ah, awful weight! Infinity
Pressed down upon the finite Me!
My anguished spirit, like a bird,
Beating against my lips I heard;
Yet lay the weight so close about
There was no room for it without.
And so beneath the weight lay I
And suffered death, but could not die.

from Renascence by Edna St. Vincent Millay

You can read it here, careful for pop-ups. It cheers up by the end.