Unraveled Wednesday: 9/18/24

I'm joining Kat and the Unravelers today for a look at unraveling, a couple of potholders, and a couple of books. I've unraveled what I had knit on the Washington Beanie for Justin and have officially moved on to something else. Once I wind the new yarn I ordered, I'll give you more details about the something else(s) I decided on.

I wove another potholder for Ryan. This is the smaller seven-inch size and the pattern is called Square Spiral. Like some of the other spiral/maze ones I've woven, the back looks different from the front. I can't give you a good, weaving-based explanation why this happens other than some sort of potholder magic. 

I wove a larger 10-inch one for my SiL. It's just a collection of somewhat random colors that I liked with no special pattern. We're going up to visit them next week and when I sent her a photo of the first one I wove, she said it was "a damn fine potholder." Clearly, she deserves one of her own. 

I finished two NetGalley books last week, one fiction and one poetry. I often judge books by their covers, but in the case of Shy Creatures the badger on the cover was a good sign. Clare Chambers has written a book with an interesting plot, and believable characters, complete with lovely prose. It is based on a real event but Chambers has given the main character, William, a slightly nicer life. Set in the mid-1960s, Helen Hansford is an art therapist in a British psychiatric hospital. There she meets William Tapping who has been admitted after an altercation in a nearby crumbling mansion. He is mute, with waist-length hair and beard, and after he shows an interest in art, Helen digs into his past to find out he ended up this way. The author is an acute observer of the human condition, and with this book, she raises questions of love and protection vs. control and wants and needs vs. what is in a person's best interests. This four-star novel was emotional without being overwrought, humorous at times, hopeful, and compassionate, with a moving ending. It will be published on November 12, 2024.

I was going to say that Water, Water is Billy Collins' best poetry collection to date, but I don't know if I've actually read any of his other books. I've certainly read other poems of his, and these rank right up there with the best of them. In this book of 60 new poems, I found only four or so that didn't speak to me. The author can write about Elsie the Cow, wondering who wove the daisy garland around her neck, figuring it was probably a little girl, and where she is now. One that I liked the most was about spying a cardinal and its mate and vowing not to tell his wife about them. "Indeed, I would take the two cardinals to my grave." I'll let you read this book of accessible poetry yourself to find out all that Collins told his wife (or not), in addition to the many other relatable poems in this collection full of beauty, humor, and satisfaction. It will be published on November 19, 2024.

What are you making and reading this week?

Unraveled Wednesday: 7/24/24

I'm happy to join Kat and the Unravelers today with a potholder that took me a long time to weave but it was worthwhile. There is no linkup today as Sherman has crossed the Rainbow Bridge, so please keep Kat in your thoughts.

The pattern is called "Right Hook" from Piglet's Potholder Patterns, and the description is as follows: "Combining a parallel row of double floats with a single diagonal twill stripe gives this pattern a dramatic twist." The patterns on Piglet's site are in black and white, and it's up to the maker to determine what colors they want to weave with. I'm still a bit unsure about choosing colors, but I'll be weaving this pattern again someday and will try different (or maybe fewer) colors. I had to print out the pattern and use a post-it note to keep track of my weft and the over and under symbols. I could be heard muttering "Over, under, over two, no wait, that's under three", but it worked. 

And for the really cool part, take a look at the back of this potholder:

It's a different pattern! I can't give you a weaving explanation of how or why this works, but to me, it's almost like magic!

I read quite a few books this week, so I'll put all of my books in a separate post tomorrow or Friday. 

What are you making this week?

Unraveled Wednesday: 7/17/24

I'm happy to join Kat and the Unravelers today with a potholder set. I got the bright idea that Ryan might also have a use for some smaller six-inch potholders in addition to the larger eight-inch PRO size, so I had to buy a regular loom. Here is the first matching set. They're real ROYGBIV potholders in the proper order since I knew that would matter to Ryan.

I read a couple of books this week, one slightly better than the other. The first was You Are Here by David Nicholls. For me, this was an enjoyable three-star summer read. It doesn't quite rise to the level of One Day but Nicholls has written two pleasant protagonists, Marnie and Michael. They are both divorced and living singular lives. Michael does not want to be at home by himself so he goes for long walks; Marnie is almost agoraphobic and doesn't want to leave home. Through pushy friends, she ends up on a walk from coast to coast in England, and of course, Michael is there. There is humor (not as many laugh-out-loud moments as others have noted), a light and predictable plotline, and charming characters. This might fit the bill if you're looking for a non-challenging, feel-good read. 

Sarah recommended the second book, A Place to Hang the Moon by Kate Albus. I just love a good story set in England, and A Place to Hang the Moon fits the bill. It's a middle-grade book set in 1940 but sometimes that's what you have the bandwidth to listen to. Siblings Anna, Edmund, and William live with their grandmother after the death of their parents, but unfortunately, their grandmother has just died without making any plans for guardianship of the children. Her solicitor arranges for them to be evacuated to the country, and although they are lucky enough to be billeted together, they are often not housed with very kind people. Of course, there is a war going on and London is being bombed every night, so everyone is on edge, and William often has to take responsibilities that I would not wish on a twelve-year-old. I kept imagining my own children in a situation like this and that gave extra poignancy to the tale. The story is predictable, but it is also charming, sweet, with a little sadness, and just one fairly repulsive rat-catching scene. This book makes a welcome respite from reading the news and more bad news every day, so I rounded up my 3.5 stars.

What are you making and reading this week? 

Unraveled Wednesday: 7/10/24

I'm happy to join Kat and the Unravelers today with a mixed bag of making. There were several more potholders, one more bright one for me, and two in neutrals for a housewarming gift.

There was also a return to knitting on my Hitch On the Move. It's progressing, but I've still got quite a ways to go. I guess you have to actually work on a project in order to finish it, but my interest in knitting has waned as the temperatures have risen. 

Reading was a bit of a bust this week also. I looked forward to The Cliffs by J. Courtney Sullivan and was happy to get it from the library. It was a much-hyped book, but I realized I was going to have trouble when I had to make myself read it. The Cliffs begins well enough telling the story of Jane Flanagan. Growing up in Maine, she came upon a deserted house, perched on a cliff overlooking the water. Jane eventually becomes a historian and gets a job as an archivist at Harvard. But then due to her alcoholism and inappropriate behavior, she loses her job and husband in one fell swoop. Jane returns to Maine to clear out her deceased mother's home, and she connects with Genevieve Richards, a wealthy woman who’s bought the old house and bulldozed much of its history so she can put in a pool. This is where I think the book starts to go off the rails. The author tries to do far too much, including lecturing the reader about the history of the Native Americans of New Hampshire and Maine, the theft of their artifacts, culture, traditions, and the injustices they were forced to suffer, the history of the white explorers and settlers of the region, the Shaker community, and spirits of the dead who haunt their former homes. And let's not forget the effects of alcoholism on the alcoholic herself and all of those around her.

All of these topics were related but the author did not make the connections in any interesting ways and the book just became tedious with too many characters, timelines, and points of view. It felt like Sullivan had done extensive research but then threw it all together into one book. Sadly, it was a meandering, chaotic, two-star book that left me feeling glad to finish and move on to hopefully much better reading.

I've read How Not to Be Wrong: The Power of Mathematical Thinking three times, but this time I was focused specifically on what Jordan Ellenberg had to say about math, probability, polls, and voting. We're in the midst of some pretty awful political upheaval, and I need to find a way to think about it calmly and preserve my sanity. Some quotes I want to remember:

"There is a good reason to bet on "X" (candidate), but we don’t know for sure. There are so many people, especially pundits on TV, saying: “Now look, this is what’s going to happen.” And then somebody else says, “No, this is going to happen.” That’s a very different perspective to have on the future: to believe that a clear answer exists, if only we’re clever enough to see it."

"Feelings are for the same thing that math is for. They’re both for guiding your decisions and helping you select actions and helping you understand things. Relevant to your decision making is how strongly you feel about the outcome. So, yes, probabilities are about feelings."

"A good mental-health question to ask yourself is: What am I actually gaining from trying to figure this out now? Our epistemic situation when we know the outcome of the election will be the exact same no matter how hard we think about it right now. Our stress affects nothing."

This is perhaps easier said than done, but this at least provides a framework for me to deal with this cataclysm in a way that's slightly better for my mental health.

What are you making and reading this week? 

Unraveled Wednesday: 7/3/24

I'm happy to join Kat and the Unravelers today with some potholder weaving! Kat is taking a break so I don't think we'll have an official linkup, but it's Wednesday so I'm here with some making and reading. I unpacked my potholder loom and since it comes with enough assorted rainbow loops to make two potholders, I used some of them first to make a random cheerful potholder.

I didn't take it off the loom until Tuesday morning because I wanted to look at it in the morning light to make sure it was a pleasing color arrangement. I decided it was, so after employing my trusty crochet hook, voilà, I had a potholder.

Front

Back

The front and back of this one both look the same but I hope to weave some patterns in the future where the front and back look different. I was quite happy with my first potholder so I started a second one in kind of a dark rainbow theme.

You might have noticed the fork in the photo above. I've been doing my weaving at the kitchen table and I found that my fork makes a perfect pusher-downer (or whatever the technical weaving term is) for the weft loops. I am really having fun! :-)

I finished two books this week. The first one, Knife by Salman Rushdie, was a very powerful memoir. I haven't read any of Salman Rushdie's previous writing but was curious what he might have to say about the horrendous experience of being attacked by an assailant with a knife in Chautauqua in August of 2022. Words are largely inadequate for situations like these, but in Knife Rushdie has shown that his ability to write rises well above. He describes the knife attack, meeting it with an almost eerie sense of calm as he has been living with the fatwa for 35 years, and his grueling recovery in intensive care, rehab., and life afterward.

 Rushdie has written an honest and visceral account of his physical recovery but also the very real damage that was done to his mental well-being and what he has gone through to not become a bitter victim. One of the things I appreciated most about this memoir was the intelligence, plain-spokenness, and even humor that was evident in his writing.

I tend to think (possibly mistakenly) that things are easier for famous people, so I was surprised to read about instances where this is not necessarily true. Rushdie said that he accepted the speaking engagement at the Chautauqua Institution in large part because the fee would pay for a new air conditioning system in his home. He suffers several iatrogenic (illness caused by medical treatment) issues with blood pressure medications that were not discontinued when he was discharged, along with the usual pain and frustration caused by doctors and medical appointments.

I don't know how I might feel about Rushdie's fiction, but the weakest part of this memoir was the long section where he imagined a conversation with his attacker. While I did understand this part (I've had many imaginary conversations in the shower with people who disagreed with me), I don't think this section fits into the book very well. But the rest of the book clearly shows a man who has a great ability to write, what that ability has cost him, and how he has managed to recover and continue to live a happy life. This was four stars for me.

“Without art, our ability to think, to see freshly, and to renew our world would wither and die.”

The second book, Sipsworth by Simon Van Booy, was one Kym recommended last week. Are you wondering what to read when the Supreme Court is making egregious decisions, politics has sharply divided us, wars are raging, and you can't face one more bit of we're-going-to-hell-in-a-handbasket news? Sipsworth might fill the bill. It's a charming story about Helen Cartwright who has lost both her husband and son. The story consists of Helen's sad and lonely daily habits until one night while picking through her neighbor's trash, she brings home an aquarium, a deep sea diver toy that reminds her of her son, and inadvertently, a mouse. Because no woman is an island and we all need something to care about, Helen becomes the mouse's protector and caretaker. She names him Sipsworth and her connection to him leads her to be open to new connections.

This book felt much like A Man Called Ove but it didn't hold quite the same meaningful possibilities. It's still deserving of 3.5 stars rounded up as a welcome respite from the news.

What are you making and reading this week?

Let the Fun Begin!

I don't have a nice alliterative name for "Potholder Tuesday" but my loom and loops have arrived and I am ready for some potholder weaving fun.

Harrisville Designs says "Discover the joy of potholder weaving," and any extra joy we can discover is wonderful. Big thanks to Janelle, Becky, Carole, and anyone else who encouraged me last week in my pursuit of potholder joy!