<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:29:34.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>closet, or cave?</title><subtitle type='html'>a little place for hidden things...&lt;br&gt;
or maybe, a hidden place for little things?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-6522251435016853085</id><published>2011-01-04T01:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:23:44.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a long end / a fresh start</title><content type='html'>2010 ended abruptly after quite a bit of hard work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall semester was a struggle, having been led into by a summer that would be an understatement to be described as having not gone according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were times i thought i might not make it--&lt;br /&gt;times i thought i might just run away screaming--&lt;br /&gt;times i thought that if i just took one long, deep breath,&lt;br /&gt;it might all of a sudden be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals happened. i graduated.&lt;br /&gt;christmas happened. i moved out of keene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year two thousand ten ended with an overcooked (but tasty!) pot of homemade eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;because i'm never going to let 2010 happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a year that has started with no expectations,&lt;br /&gt;but with the understanding that what happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already spent a few days relaxing, reading, and knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great job just fell into my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i had a lovely afternoon with a good friend, a great yoga class, and some yummy sushi... all of which i intend to experience more of in the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to a Happy, Healthy, Unstressful New Year,&lt;br /&gt;and may peace find you when you most need it and least expect it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-6522251435016853085?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6522251435016853085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=6522251435016853085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/6522251435016853085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/6522251435016853085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2011/01/long-end-fresh-start.html' title='a long end / a fresh start'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-3528192297325561167</id><published>2010-11-22T16:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:45:24.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>delightfully met Jared Flood and his pup Luna this weekend as he taught a few workshops at Harrisville Designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body feels like it is slowing down and going into hibernation mode without me ... went to a network chiropractic consultation this morning to see if some energy-redirection and adrenal supplements might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lack of focus on school is spreading to my knitting and i can't focus on one project... i have about five projects that i've cast on but i can't get farther than about an inch on them before moving on to another project... this is frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TOrkE6x5SAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WFiNN2D966Y/s1600/rosone_a_boteh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TOrkE6x5SAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WFiNN2D966Y/s320/rosone_a_boteh.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542493064581957634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;(i found out today that the paisley-like motif that i like so much from indian designs is called a "boteh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so ready for thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-3528192297325561167?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3528192297325561167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=3528192297325561167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3528192297325561167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3528192297325561167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/11/delightfully-met-jared-flood-and-his.html' title=''/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TOrkE6x5SAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WFiNN2D966Y/s72-c/rosone_a_boteh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-8696220225778924379</id><published>2010-11-16T23:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:33:52.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baking is the new studying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i've decided. it's an invaluable substitution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i had a major paper due today,&lt;br /&gt;(the second draft of my senior seminar paper)&lt;br /&gt;as well as two exams, tomorrow and the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow also happens to be my friend kate's&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not to mention that my other friend kate&lt;br /&gt;just brought me a 30-lb bag of carrots&lt;br /&gt;from a lovely vermont farm where she works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do? (was this really a question?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made carrot cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TONay9mHMLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wJdEfRkAzO0/s1600/Carrot%252BCupcakes%252B09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TONay9mHMLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wJdEfRkAzO0/s320/Carrot%252BCupcakes%252B09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540371798170218674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(image and recipe courtesy &lt;a href="http://www.cupcakeproject.com/2010/04/carrot-cake-cupcakes-unforgettably.html"&gt;the cupcake project&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;more importantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cupcakeproject.com/2010/04/candied-carrot-curls-unique-carrot.html"&gt;candied carrot spirals&lt;/a&gt; (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares about my exam tomorrow?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrot cake is brain food!&lt;br /&gt;...i'm totally not worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-8696220225778924379?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8696220225778924379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=8696220225778924379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/8696220225778924379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/8696220225778924379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/11/baking-is-new-studying.html' title='baking is the new studying.'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TONay9mHMLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wJdEfRkAzO0/s72-c/Carrot%252BCupcakes%252B09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-5422569664464862479</id><published>2010-11-14T20:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:32:32.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want to be me&lt;br /&gt;and be able to believe that that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.us-concrete.com/images/block_types.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 513px;" src="http://www.us-concrete.com/images/block_types.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling so sick of myself right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5422569664464862479?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5422569664464862479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=5422569664464862479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5422569664464862479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5422569664464862479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-want-to-be-me-and-be-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-720457000164404729</id><published>2010-11-11T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:16:58.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the other day i remembered that all of my beloved jade plants were still out on my porch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many a night of freezing temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNyUAkIju5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HE-28J5Df8w/s1600/IMG_9690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNyUAkIju5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HE-28J5Df8w/s320/IMG_9690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538464379179350930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, as you can see, they are mostly dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to hoping that they come back now that i've trimmed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNyUBCwbN3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/08yBfmZ8ZCQ/s1600/IMG_9700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNyUBCwbN3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/08yBfmZ8ZCQ/s320/IMG_9700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538464387399628658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-720457000164404729?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/720457000164404729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=720457000164404729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/720457000164404729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/720457000164404729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-other-day-i-remembered-that-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNyUAkIju5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HE-28J5Df8w/s72-c/IMG_9690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-2218797361353779585</id><published>2010-11-10T23:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:12:19.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lists</title><content type='html'>playing catch-up for all the time i've wasted not blogging; here are a few list-prose-poems i've written.... some of them follow a sort of haiku-esque "full circle," while others just trail on in no particular direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(a recent one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;talk talk talk, listen, snow falling on leaves, bird whistle, thistle, briar patch, match, flame, name, you me and everyone we know, to love someone without ever letting go, treason, reason, season, barometer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(some older ones from last fall &amp;/or spring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tentacles, dry leaves, hot toddies, leather shoes, horsetail skies, blue jeans, green eyes, southern migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isinglass, isinglass, topiary, cornucopia, reflective instrumentation, mistletoe, isotope, jumping rope, love note, cadaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andiron, darning needles, poetry notebook, warm slippers, unexpected gifts, handknit sweaters, spinning wheels, horse-drawn cart, rutabaga, kale, brussel sprouts, a farm in montana shared with friends and the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath, warm breeze, crashing waves, feet sunk into sand, holding hands, soft kisses, sense of place, longing, belonging, knowing truth, knowing love, knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(the following was in collaboration with matt&amp;matt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;laundry, eggs, alabaster roof, good guy robots, rotary phone, chromosomes, megaphone, thunder drome, cyclops, miette, john cleese, rheumatoid arthritis, insulin, pump, rump, generic compliment, how are you? i'm fine thank you, goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(the following was in collaboration with one of many kates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lemon curd, tiny bird, silver spoon, paper moon, darning egg, prosthetic leg, nancy drew, yarn &amp; glue, paperback writer, engrossed in [apple]cider, glass onion, paul bunyon, "the day the knitted umbilical cord was attached."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(and a secret note from a matt, which spans the page of some lists that were typed together on my Remington:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest Eva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mothee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ink ri bon is running  an e ously  ow Ms. BinghamLOL@@@@@@&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-2218797361353779585?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/2218797361353779585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=2218797361353779585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/2218797361353779585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/2218797361353779585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/11/lists.html' title='lists'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-7611544444710505570</id><published>2010-11-08T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:03:28.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>finis ab origine pendet</title><content type='html'>"the end depends on the beginning" - manlius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it's already been a week since i started my first batch(es) of home-brew kombucha... the aroma of fermentation is in the air &amp; the new scoby's are lookin' good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kitten went back to my mother's to keep my dog (in failing health) company ... but i miss her pretty face so much. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNjUuR3hIMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/srqkkOKNoTg/s1600/IMG_9311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNjUuR3hIMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/srqkkOKNoTg/s320/IMG_9311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537409633387356354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days until i see the Pee-Wee Herman show on Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 days until the end of my undergraduate career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make more time in my life for things like yoga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-7611544444710505570?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7611544444710505570/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/TNjUuR3hIMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/srqkkOKNoTg/s72-c/IMG_9311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-9130960546968321816</id><published>2010-04-04T22:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:13:52.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good news and good weather.</title><content type='html'>no.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not very good at this whole "blogging" thing, am i?&lt;br /&gt;considering i have such extended absences&lt;br /&gt;i can't expect anyone to be reading this crap but me,&lt;br /&gt;a few months from now, when i rediscover it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i have this time!&lt;br /&gt;and with glad tidings, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for some reason my pictures aren't uploading,&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i would have had interspersed images of my newest projects,&lt;br /&gt;but, assuming you are even here reading this blog,&lt;br /&gt;you will just have to visit my shop: emilouanna.etsy.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, the glad tidings are not that it is 80 degrees and sunny&lt;br /&gt;the first weekend of april (a record-setting event in many circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;though, i have to admit, a bit concerning for those of us&lt;br /&gt;who are of the environmental studies persuasion)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is that i have figured out how to graduate next december,&lt;br /&gt;AND i won't even have a full semester&lt;br /&gt;(busting out at the seems like this one)&lt;br /&gt;as i had previously thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the class i was banking on isn't even being offered in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;in fact. it's not being offered during the school year at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is being offered over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although i will be missing the first week of a four-week course&lt;br /&gt;due to the geology club's two week field trip to Nova Scotia,&lt;br /&gt;it will be worth the catch-up stress just to make space in my fall semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to that breathing room,&lt;br /&gt;my required ecosystems ecology class will also count as an upper-level Bio class,&lt;br /&gt;so i don't have to take micro biology. not that i don't want to take micro...&lt;br /&gt;it's just that with Seminar and all, i want to be able to focus all of my attention in one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this means that i only have two required classes for fall semester,&lt;br /&gt;but i need three in order to be registered as a full-time student...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can fill in the gaps with some de-stress creative processing classes.&lt;br /&gt;ie : photography or printmaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowee!! i am starting to actually look forward to next semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i will stick to my countdown to diana's wedding&lt;br /&gt;(four weeks)&lt;br /&gt;and to the geology club's 2-week Nova Scotia trip...&lt;br /&gt;(five weeks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-9130960546968321816?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/9130960546968321816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=9130960546968321816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/9130960546968321816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/9130960546968321816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2010/04/no.html' title='good news and good weather.'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-8095502787352466054</id><published>2009-02-27T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:35:19.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Solo Summit</title><content type='html'>it was thursday of last week and i had this overwhelming need to prove something to myself... or maybe at that point it was just that i was bored from sitting through eight hours of lectures that day and it was like spring outside. either way, by the end of friday i was determined not to let myself down; i felt this unremarkable urgency to do something impulsive and i knew the only way i could succeed would be by hiking &lt;a href="http://www.qcc.mass.edu/brink/Trav-rec/mt_monad/monadtr.html"&gt;mount monadnock&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagUvEIqYgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/643ZieN5LHQ/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagUvEIqYgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/643ZieN5LHQ/s320/IMG_3252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514959652610562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by myself.&lt;br /&gt;up a trail i had&lt;br /&gt;never hiked.&lt;br /&gt;in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was saturday. gorgeous. highs in the high 30s. i packed a bag full of layers [that i never ended up using] and ran to my friend kate's house to borrow her cramp-ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hike was as expected. it started out well enough, with a half mile walk in ankle-deep snow from where i had to ditch my car to the base of the trailhead. the first part of the trail was equally well paced. half an hour in i reached the trail register and had i not stopped to read the notebook inside the ziplock baggy, i would never have known that the trail i was about to hike was "closed." but what was a girl to do? it was the perfect day and i wasn't about to waste it by turning around and going back to my car. and besides, it wasn't for another half hour until i hit ice and actually needed to use the cramp-ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that first small patch of ice the remainder of the trail was much different. the snow was getting deeper and there were parts of the trail that invovled me pushing uphill through thigh-deep snow, cramp-ons clutching to the ice-covered rocks below me. that is, if i could even find the trail... i was hiking the marlboro which is marked only by cairns, which, at this time of year, are still completly covered in snow. later, on the way down, i would not waste my time counting the number of times i came to a spot where my tracks turned round in circles looking for the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagVNMpOZkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ixhV_ADHX6Y/s1600-h/IMG_3270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagVNMpOZkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ixhV_ADHX6Y/s320/IMG_3270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307515477332747842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were definately times i thought that i was lost. or that the trail i was following was only taking me farther away from the summit. but really, i figured, the worst that could happen is that if after three hours i am no further up the mountain, and exhausted, i will just follow my footprints back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this never ended up being the case, because after only two and a quarter hours i reached the top of the false treeline. half an hour later i was at the top, whistling with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;i tried eating my peanut butter and fluff sandwich but it was too cold, and i was surprisingly not very hungry. i threw the sandwhich back into my bag and started my descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way up i had felt small and vulnerable. on my way down i felt as big as the mountain. there had been times when i had considered turning around "no one will know" i thought to myself. but that wasn't the point. the point was to prove it to myself that i could do it. and i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an hour later i reached my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the radio driving home, speaking of faith was on npr. the guest they had was an astro- physisicst and they were talking about the universe and spirituality. that is probably one of my favorite subjects and after having just conquered the mountain it was a very nice cap to my  afternoon of feeling infinite.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagUjBPATFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j3r1EVRl7RQ/s1600-h/IMG_3284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagUjBPATFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/j3r1EVRl7RQ/s320/IMG_3284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514752715476050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-8095502787352466054?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/8095502787352466054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=8095502787352466054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/8095502787352466054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/8095502787352466054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2009/02/snowy-solo-summit.html' title='Snowy Solo Summit'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SagUvEIqYgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/643ZieN5LHQ/s72-c/IMG_3252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-7724406627868352636</id><published>2008-11-11T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:59:28.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Broken Oven bakery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;also known as, My Kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have hit a bit of a monetary crisis in my household, the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRpfiI1bFEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bH0NUWgLog8/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRpfiI1bFEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bH0NUWgLog8/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267627754254963778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old scientist and i. he does not pay me rent until halfway through the month, so if he eats too much food too fast, we go without unless one or both of our significant others breaks down and buys us food. i also have a meal plan at school, so i often hoard foods (or at least fruit) from the dining commons as frequently as possible. i've been known to take bags full of apples at a time, and even to leave in the middle of a paleontology exam in order to bring the remaining six of us numerous chicken patties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the long and short of it is, i have run out of substantial meal-making foods for the time being. so, having an abundance of flour sugar and eggs, i did nothing more than go into crazy baking mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all began back in early october when william and i started going on weekly weekend visits to the local apple orchard when he was up from northampton. with these apples i made many a pint of fresh apple juice, small, manageable amounts apple sauce, and finally my new (someday)famous apple crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there was the weekend that i went with my family up to our lakehouse in maine and on our way home, before we left town for the winter, we hit up the local orchard, which has grown substantially since the last time i was there - two or three years ago. anyway, my parents decided it was a good idea to get this HUGE bag of apples for us to split between the three of us, which ended up being the downfall of us all. i still have a basketfull of these apples in my kitchen, a month later, waiting patiently to be sliced and left for a night in the dehidrator, or cut up and stewed into sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the apple spree, i was a bit apple-ed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRpfwFcIovI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tDXsDC4lIW8/s1600-h/IMG_1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRpfwFcIovI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tDXsDC4lIW8/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267627993861759730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next thing i new, i had a few very brown mushy bananas hanging around in my fruit basket, so i decided to try my hand at banana bread. this was a success, so i repeated it for a second week in a row and this time brought it to william [who, up until now, did not believe that i could bake, due to a number of exceptional failures that he was witness to].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, wanting to wait on my remaining bananas until they are mooshy enough to be delicious, i decided to dredge out some old organic carrots from the bottom drawer of my refridgerater. these carrots have been in my fridge probably for the last month and a half, if not a solid two months. nevertheless, i was in luck to find that they were not at all limp or brown (with the exception of the greens) like i had expected them to be! i went to town pureeing them in my mini cuisine art and found a nice carrot cake recipe to alter and make my own. i added wheat germ and yogurt and raisins and pecans and [my jack-of-all-trades] allspice and put my oven to work.*&lt;br /&gt;the verdict is that it is pretty delicious. except that i think since i like making things moist and dense this was less like cake and more like a wide, flat loaf. i have decided that it is best sliced warm, elongated and thin and spread generously with butter [it has just enough nuts and raisins to be interesting but not overwhelming].&lt;br /&gt; i am going to make it for thanksgiving to be eaten with dinner [in place of a bread roll or croissant] instead of as a dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;the thing with my oven is,&lt;br /&gt;it has this tendancy where,&lt;br /&gt;even if i bake at a lower degree,&lt;br /&gt;it overcooks the outside&lt;br /&gt;and just barely cooks through the center.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, it still tastes good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-7724406627868352636?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/7724406627868352636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=7724406627868352636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/7724406627868352636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/7724406627868352636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-oven-bakery.html' title='the Broken Oven bakery.'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRpfiI1bFEI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bH0NUWgLog8/s72-c/IMG_1742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-5553603610435537001</id><published>2008-11-05T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:22:36.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning my way to the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;the summer in review!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been able to focus at all on schoolwork, so i figured it was time for a pictoral review of missing links as pictures from summer are LONG overdue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH3q5FypcI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMrQ9z5C07Q/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH3q5FypcI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMrQ9z5C07Q/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265261755624498626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH4NTfNSJI/AAAAAAAAADk/lx1ipNWL5ho/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH4NTfNSJI/AAAAAAAAADk/lx1ipNWL5ho/s320/IMG_0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265262346825975954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first off, here are some of the first yarns that i spun! the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; i did on my drop spindle, which took forever, but was fun! the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;i did on kate's luett spinning wheel and used it for my hat,&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/emilouanna/foliage"&gt; foliage&lt;/a&gt; [ravelry link].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after these small adventures in spinning, i couldn't resist more! the fiber fever hit hard, so&lt;br /&gt;kate and i got some roving and decided to DYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so messy but so worth it. we used RIT dyes, which might have been a mistake for first-time dying of this sort, but we managed through it anyway. besides, we were doing it at her boyfriends house, so it wasn't like it was our counters we were ruining, right? just kidding. but&lt;br /&gt;i did do my share of bleaching countertops afterwards, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH672_IErI/AAAAAAAAADs/JgNHoCiZlHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH672_IErI/AAAAAAAAADs/JgNHoCiZlHQ/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265265345652331186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, now that i had this beautiful purple and blue wool, what was i going to do with it? i was leaving to work at camp all summer and would not be around to use kate's spinning wheel. oh my god! i was freaking out! i can't go all summer without being able to spin this gorgeous roving!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH7eQsLLzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kkkL1YHbWRE/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH7eQsLLzI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kkkL1YHbWRE/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265265936667717426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was nagging at me, pulling at all of my nerves. there was nothing i could do. i waited as long as i could for my first paycheck from the summer but chloe was behind on paperwork so finally i just broke down and borrowed the money from my parents and bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY VERY OWN SPINNING WHEEL!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH9o9lZ6UI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pbucJ7ZFy6E/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH9o9lZ6UI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pbucJ7ZFy6E/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268319540865346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH9pPAraxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/64nb2E4mG3s/s1600-h/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH9pPAraxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/64nb2E4mG3s/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268324218661650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was so amazing i didn't know what do do with myself. i sanded it and stained it and assembled it in the back of Grube library, the only unoccupied dry space in camp, as it was a horribly rainy week and i couldn't do it outside.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH-k6jZaVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vEPWdx3ojCk/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH-k6jZaVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vEPWdx3ojCk/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265269349519288658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;then i spent my summer spinning this absolutely gorgeous and soft corridale yarn that we now affectionately refer to as Purple Rain. i started it as soon as my wheel was assembled during the first session of boys camp, and finished it the week that girls first session ended, just before i left camp and came back home to spend time with kate and william before they left for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; ...now the problem is, i don't know what to knit with it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5553603610435537001?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5553603610435537001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=5553603610435537001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5553603610435537001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5553603610435537001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/spinning-my-way-to-moon.html' title='spinning my way to the moon'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRH3q5FypcI/AAAAAAAAADc/RMrQ9z5C07Q/s72-c/IMG_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-5656472488172709998</id><published>2008-11-05T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:56:59.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>very vegan sausage links</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;very vegan sausage links&lt;/span&gt;, or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;sharla's sausages&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHrlZ7GZNI/AAAAAAAAACc/05AXLykR3nY/s1600-h/2404976297_f8474bfc78_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHrlZ7GZNI/AAAAAAAAACc/05AXLykR3nY/s320/2404976297_f8474bfc78_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248467219277010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were originally made as a joke for sharla, christmas 2006, because she does not eat meat.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were funny so i made more. i wanted to make a scarf, but didn't think it would be very practical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarn: pattons? tweed. some type of acrylic. color: raw meat red!!!!&lt;br /&gt;contrasting yarn: i used pink, black, or another red would work as well.&lt;br /&gt;needle size: US size 5&lt;br /&gt;tapestry needle&lt;br /&gt;polyfiberfill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts: i found a tweedy red yarn that made me think of all the little bits of weirdness that you find in sausages. i also made another set of links using a red and white yarn that reminded me of ground beef with a lot of fat &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHrwjdqEcI/AAAAAAAAACk/DKuD0hxs4WU/s1600-h/2404977249_5b3ae01a35_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHrwjdqEcI/AAAAAAAAACk/DKuD0hxs4WU/s320/2404977249_5b3ae01a35_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248658758701506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;content in it. however, solid reds and red/browns would look fine too.&lt;br /&gt;i used a pink sock yarn for the faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATTERN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co 3 st.&lt;br /&gt;knit one inch in i-chord&lt;br /&gt;row 1: kfb all stitches (6 st.- transfer onto three needles if using dp)&lt;br /&gt;row 2: k all st.&lt;br /&gt;row 3, 4: repeat rows 1&amp;amp;2 (12 st.)&lt;br /&gt;row 5: *k1fb, k1* to end (18 st.)&lt;br /&gt;knit 20 rows stockinette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this would be a good time to add a funny face to your sausage if you would like, using a contrasting yarn and a tapestry needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff sausage with polyfiberfill or stuffing of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;row 26: *k1, k2tog* to end of row (12 st.)&lt;br /&gt;row 27: knit all st.&lt;br /&gt;row 28&amp;amp;29: *k2tog* to end (6 st. at end of row 28, 3 st. at end of row 29)&lt;br /&gt;i-chord 3 rows and begin new sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat as many times as you like.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHsENpmd_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Z_4bV5luXsw/s1600-h/2347378301_f1013ee5b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHsENpmd_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Z_4bV5luXsw/s320/2347378301_f1013ee5b5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248996500600818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5656472488172709998?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5656472488172709998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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up all night finishing lorne's dinosaur costume. i heard it was a hit at the party.&lt;br /&gt;went to bed at two in the morning and i have to get up at seven in order to get to class at eight.&lt;br /&gt;after laboratory i have to pack, pick up a boxspring for my bed and drive five hours to scranton, pennsylvania for my grandfather's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;he finally passed away on monday morning after some ten-odd years of being told he could die any day because his altzehimers/parkinson's/dimentia was getting so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fastforward past the part where i whine about missing halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRIEOzMwEwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Brt_0qrE8v0/s1600-h/IMG_1816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRIEOzMwEwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Brt_0qrE8v0/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265275566657901314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the funeral was O.K.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not much into funerals - they're really not as interesting as harold &amp;amp; maude would have you think. it's all a bunch of "it doesn't look like him" or "he was never that skinny" or "wait, you're my cousin nancy!? i would have never recognized you!"&lt;br /&gt;i'm also a little weirded out by my grandmother's fear of being burried underground. she bought them a space in the clarks summett mausoleum. it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of cold gray marble...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what my grandmother is going to do, now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5712681486270036205?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRIEnPq6LQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/60BU2avcWIk/s72-c/IMG_1810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-653823634229451512</id><published>2008-10-24T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:59:30.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le gland du chêne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SQpslXHkCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/co1rlTRsHtU/s1600-h/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SQpslXHkCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/co1rlTRsHtU/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263138503652542770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;le gland du chêne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;more commonly known as, an ACORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sizes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long acorn (on left) 2.5x3.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;stout acorn (on right) 2.5x3 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yarn:&lt;/span&gt; brown sheep lamb's pride worsted&lt;br /&gt;bronze patina (light brown)&lt;br /&gt;chocolate souffle (dark brown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;needle:&lt;/span&gt; US size 8&lt;br /&gt;i used a circular needle, but dp would work as well.&lt;br /&gt;anything written between *asterisks* should be repeated throughout the row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other necessities:&lt;/span&gt; tapestry needle, poly fiber fill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;simple abbreviations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k1fb - knit one stitch front/back.&lt;br /&gt;k2tog - decrease by knitting two stitches together.&lt;br /&gt;p2tog- decrease by purling two stitches together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;, don't worry about knits and purls matching up on the acorn cap- they end up being kind of random but are mostly just there for varied texture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;row:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0:&lt;/span&gt; with lighter brown, cast on 3 st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1,2:&lt;/span&gt; work two rows of i-cord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb* to end (6st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;redistribute stitches on needle(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb, k1* to end (9st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:&lt;/span&gt; knit all stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb, k2* to end (12st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb, k3* to end (15st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:&lt;/span&gt; knit all stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb, k4* to end (18st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 - 15&lt;/span&gt; : knit all stitches  (for a longer acorn, knit 2 or 3 extra rows of stockinette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break yarn, switch colors to darker brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16:&lt;/span&gt; k1fb all stitches (36st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17:&lt;/span&gt; *k1fb, p1* to end (54 st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18:&lt;/span&gt; *p1, k1* to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19:&lt;/span&gt; *k1, p1* to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20:&lt;/span&gt; *p2tog, k2tog* to end (27 st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21:&lt;/span&gt; *k2tog, p1* to end (18st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22: &lt;/span&gt;*p1, k1* to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23:&lt;/span&gt; *k2tog, p2tog* to end (9st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, fill acorn with polyfiberfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24:&lt;/span&gt; p2tog, k2tog, p1, k2tog, p2tog (5st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move all stitches onto one needle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25-27:&lt;/span&gt; work 3 rows i-cord with 5st.&lt;br /&gt;pull yarn through remaining st.&lt;br /&gt;weave in ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-653823634229451512?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/653823634229451512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=653823634229451512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/653823634229451512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/653823634229451512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/10/le-gland-du-chne.html' title='le gland du chêne'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SQpslXHkCTI/AAAAAAAAABc/co1rlTRsHtU/s72-c/IMG_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-6164760750099467447</id><published>2008-07-16T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:53:30.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there were...</title><content type='html'>been very busy with camp and camp related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;getting kind of bored with this gig already. only ...25 more days.&lt;br /&gt;which actually, when you put it that way,&lt;br /&gt;it sounds much longer than i wished it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembled my spinning wheel a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;but the amount that i've been able to spin every day&lt;br /&gt;has been tapering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started &amp;amp; finished a lot of projects since i've been here -&lt;br /&gt;finished &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/emilouanna/coachella"&gt;coachela&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;made &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/emilouanna/babys-first-dna-model"&gt;dug's DNA strand&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;made &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/emilouanna/womb"&gt;liz's womb&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;worked on some other small projects here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a sudden bout of excitement in my life at the&lt;br /&gt;end of last weekend when one of my rats,&lt;br /&gt;dahl, died suddenly of an unusual&lt;br /&gt;illness. bloating? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;they didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;it was sad. he had a good life, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the &lt;a href="http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/11/spinning-my-way-to-moon.html"&gt;wheel&lt;/a&gt; will follow.&lt;br /&gt;also i hope to get up a pattern for my sausage links.&lt;br /&gt;which really shouldn't be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;i also can't wait to see how other people's watermelon slices come out -&lt;br /&gt;currently four of them in the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that there was an animated The Little Prince series?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't. but now i own it.&lt;br /&gt;it's actually quite terrible from what i've seen&lt;br /&gt;as of yet... but how can you not love it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-6164760750099467447?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/6164760750099467447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=6164760750099467447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/6164760750099467447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/6164760750099467447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-then-there-were.html' title='and then there were...'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-5840066614121050211</id><published>2008-06-22T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:34:13.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spin me a river of purple and gold</title><content type='html'>so i finally did it...&lt;br /&gt;i finally bought myself a spinning wheel !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course now that i am back at camp i will have zero time to oil it and assemble it and whathaveyou ...the kiddies came today and we've all been on our feet for hours so i'm thinking that the only time i will have to put my wheel together will be at night.. as in.. right now. my only problem is that it's been raining all day and the air is all dampy and i have nowhere to leave the parts of the wheel for it to dry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. i guess i should have thought of this earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5840066614121050211?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5840066614121050211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=5840066614121050211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5840066614121050211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5840066614121050211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/06/spin-me-river-of-purple-and-gold.html' title='spin me a river of purple and gold'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-3689760796069867413</id><published>2008-06-12T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:21:39.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>where oh where has lima bean?</title><content type='html'>lima bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(another archaic pattern on which i wanted to work on slip placement so that the bean would be more bent over to one side...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SFFa5Jqat9I/AAAAAAAAABE/Kuiy3bU0XtA/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SFFa5Jqat9I/AAAAAAAAABE/Kuiy3bU0XtA/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211046181737248722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co 3 stitches&lt;br /&gt;k1fb three times (6)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1fb six times (12)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;*k1fb, k2, k1fb* three times (18)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1 k1fb k2 k1fb k 8 k1fb k2 k1fb k1 (22)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1 k1fb k3 k1fb k10 k1fb k3 k1fb k1 (26)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1 k1fb k4 k1fb k12 k1fb k4 k1fb k1 (30)&lt;br /&gt;k1 s1pw k26 s1pw k1&lt;br /&gt;k1 sipw k1 s1pw k22 s1pw k1 s1pw k1&lt;br /&gt;k3 s1pw k22 s1pw k3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k around (30st.) iiiiii i iii*&lt;br /&gt;*(i think that means knit ten rows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k1 s1kw k1 s1kw k22 s1kw k1 s1kw k1&lt;br /&gt;k1 s1pw k1 s1pw k22 s1pw k1 s1kp k1&lt;br /&gt;k3 s1kw k22 s1kw k3&lt;br /&gt;k1 ssk k4 ssk k12 k2tog k4 k2tog k1 (26)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1 ssk k3 ssk k10 k2tog k3 k2tog k1 (22)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k1 ssk k2 ssk k8 k2tog k2 k2tog k1 (18)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;ssk k2 ssk , ssk k2 k2tog, k2tog k2 k2tog (12)&lt;br /&gt;k around&lt;br /&gt;k2tog around. (6)&lt;br /&gt;draw string through remaining stitches&lt;br /&gt;hide ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-3689760796069867413?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3689760796069867413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=3689760796069867413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3689760796069867413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3689760796069867413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-oh-where-has-lima-bean.html' title='where oh where has lima bean?'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SFFa5Jqat9I/AAAAAAAAABE/Kuiy3bU0XtA/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-3783018547925748510</id><published>2008-06-02T16:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:06:34.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Watermelon Slice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24927574@N08/2545506289/"&gt;IMG_0038&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24927574@N08/"&gt;emmilouanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deliciously simple and much less sticky than its edible counterpart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24927574@N08/2545506289/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2545506289_bcaafc06e1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is, although i can't promise i remember all of the statistics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i used &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;size five needles&lt;/span&gt; and i definitely used a sock-weight yarn&lt;br /&gt;although my friend asher across seas knit it using her own gauge and made an equally fun slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;approximate colors you will need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brite pink&lt;br /&gt;*dark hunter green&lt;br /&gt;*green&lt;br /&gt;*pale green&lt;br /&gt;*black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is in all its amateur glory just as i typed it up the day i cut the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;watermelon slice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bottom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast on 40st. (dark green)&lt;br /&gt;stockinette st.  10 rows. bind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;front and back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast on 40st. (dark green)&lt;br /&gt;knit one row d.green / change color&lt;br /&gt;purl one row medium green / change color&lt;br /&gt;knit one row light green / change color&lt;br /&gt;purl one row pink&lt;br /&gt;in pink, repeat next two lines until you have 2st. (end on purl):&lt;br /&gt;&gt;k1, ssk, k to 3 from end, k2tog, k1&lt;br /&gt;&gt;purl&lt;br /&gt;pull through remaining two st.&lt;br /&gt;(make two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sides:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cast on 10st. dark green&lt;br /&gt;knit one row dark green/ change color&lt;br /&gt;purl one row medium green/ change color&lt;br /&gt;knit one row light green/ change color&lt;br /&gt;work 37 rows stock. st. in pink. bind off.&lt;br /&gt;(make two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sew using mattress st.&lt;br /&gt;leave top slit open to stuff.&lt;br /&gt;or leave top and one small side open to make seeds (unless you thought of this before sewing it up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY QUESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;just ask! - i haven't really gone over it again since i made it but since asher made it and didn't have any problems or cross cultural knitting abbreviation confusions i assumed it was OK!&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-3783018547925748510?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3783018547925748510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=3783018547925748510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3783018547925748510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3783018547925748510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/06/yummy-watermelon-slice.html' title='Yummy Watermelon Slice'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2172/2545506289_bcaafc06e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-3647753387775773550</id><published>2008-06-02T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:30:11.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rats in the garden shed, spindle in the pond; skip to my loo my darlin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXu2idQGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/emAKIf6mFzI/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXu2idQGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/emAKIf6mFzI/s200/IMG_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207383531572772962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh the weather is so nice these days! and what luck that i have been living where there is no internet so that i can take full advantage of this gorgeous weather! living with william &amp;amp; without internet has me spending loads more time with my lovely little furry monsters - my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RATS&lt;/span&gt;! william's grandmother's house where we're staying has a cute little wrap-around day lily garden that the rats love to play in and william likes to bring the rats to the far side of the yard and watch them frolic back to the cover of the towering flowers (videos will be posted to youtube).&lt;br /&gt;As well, last weekend william and i spend five long consecutive nights &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contra dancing&lt;/span&gt; as part of the monadnock folklore society's IRON DANCER, including a 12-hour dawn dance in brattleboro that went all night until 7am! i totally danced through the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXcLPD6yI/AAAAAAAAAA0/351pZ8js0wg/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXcLPD6yI/AAAAAAAAAA0/351pZ8js0wg/s200/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207383210711051042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunrise. (although i feel as though this could not compare to the norse dancers who danced the sun up on the solstice on top of pac monadnock!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, all of this hullabaloo that has kept me active has also put me back a spell on keeping my ravelry updated as well as my blog! As promised, i have been working hard at a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Growler Koozy &lt;/span&gt;and have finished &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prototype 1&lt;/span&gt; and am working on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prototype 2&lt;/span&gt;. I am debating, though, whether i should hold out and try to get this pattern into a Knitty issue in which case i could not post the pattern OR any pictures until the issue comes out... ?!? i'm so conflicted because i know that this is a pattern that people are waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, all of my projects are coming along much slower now that my new hobby of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hand spinning&lt;/span&gt; is taking flight! i absolutely LOVE my new drop spindle (kate and i picked some up from the NH Sheep &amp;amp; Wool festival that we brought our mothers along with us to... on mothers day weekend, of course!) and after having a bit of trouble with some shorter fibers i have finally figured out the trick and will never again make the mistake of dropping my spindle off of the diving board and into the lake the next time i decide to go spinning on the dock on a windy day!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXNEn4tdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0RGpidGzOao/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXNEn4tdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/0RGpidGzOao/s200/IMG_0429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207382951238088146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also as promised, my next post will be the sought-after Watermelon Slice! it's about time, too, what with this total pick-nick weather gracing us with its presence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-3647753387775773550?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/3647753387775773550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=3647753387775773550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3647753387775773550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/3647753387775773550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/06/rats-in-garden-shed-spindle-in-pond.html' title='rats in the garden shed, spindle in the pond; skip to my loo my darlin!'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SERXu2idQGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/emAKIf6mFzI/s72-c/IMG_0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-1762906045632963984</id><published>2008-05-07T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:30:46.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>moving out and moving on!</title><content type='html'>what havoc!&lt;br /&gt;finals week. moving out of my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;knitting knitting knitting...&lt;br /&gt;i've been so busy that i haven't even had time to post any patterns! i've been working on perfecting a shmesh shmopping bag... or mesh shopping bag. i want to call it shmesh armstrong. a stretchy meshy shopping bag. anyway.. i've been perfecting it. i have to re-write up the pattern and kate and i will knit up doups to make sure the pattern is a keeper and then i'll post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the meantime i've been splitting my time between&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sewing pillow-case skirts&lt;br /&gt;&gt;working on ignoring a time-consuming mosaic ball jar cozy and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;improvising a domino-knit Growler Koozy.  (oooh! i'm so excited about this one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[all pictures to come as soon as i get my act together, move out of my apartment &amp;amp; find somewhere else to live for the last three weeks of the month, and get my computer working compatibly with my camera.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-1762906045632963984?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1762906045632963984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=1762906045632963984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/1762906045632963984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/1762906045632963984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/05/moving-out-and-moving-on.html' title='moving out and moving on!'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-4650414689705642755</id><published>2008-04-15T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:25:23.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oblio's Cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2350409391_3506f7ea16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2350409391_3506f7ea16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Needle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;size 9, dp. (circ’s would work, too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yarn:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 skeins Lamb’s Pride Bulky, Mustard Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other accessories:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blunt tapestry needle or crochet hook for hiding tails.&lt;br /&gt;            &amp;amp; some poly-fiber-fill for shaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gauge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11 st. = 3",  11 rows = 2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Size:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO 70 st. and divide onto your dp needles.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SAUedqtfqGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mePjo3QsKEU/s1600-h/13774197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SAUedqtfqGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/mePjo3QsKEU/s320/13774197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189587640644511842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows 1-30: knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 31 - begin decrease: *k12, ssk* repeat to end.&lt;br /&gt;Rows 32-36: knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 37: *k11, ssk* repeat to end.&lt;br /&gt;Rows 38-42: knit&lt;br /&gt;Row 43: *k10, ssk* repeat to end&lt;br /&gt;Rows 44-48: knit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue decreasing in this manner, knitting one less stitch each decrease row (row 49: *k9, ssk.*  row 55: *k8, ssk* etc.) and knitting five rows in between decreases, until you have 12 sts on your needles. (90 rows total)&lt;br /&gt;Break yarn and pull through remaining sts.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff cap with suitable amount of poly-fiber fill to get a correct fit and point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For child’s size hat, try casting on only fifty st. (or any number divisible by 5) and working only 15-20 rows before starting the decrease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To figure out what decrease to start at, divide your cast on number by five and subtract two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Example:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you wanted a much smaller hat, say 40 st. you would start the decrease with *k6, ssk* whereas if you wanted a much bigger hat, say 100 st, you would start the decrease with *k18, ssk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also wanted to knit another Oblio hat and try felting it!&lt;br /&gt;Please post pictures of finished projects so that I can see how this pattern is working for other people and let me know how it comes out if you felt one, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks, and Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*and keep your eyes peeled for an upcoming pattern of Oblio's dog Arrow!&lt;br /&gt;(might not actually happen until the end of the summer...? who knows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a613.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/63/l_7ec87fc01480a83aa61b4658d90b9b5c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a613.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/63/l_7ec87fc01480a83aa61b4658d90b9b5c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-4650414689705642755?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/4650414689705642755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=4650414689705642755' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/4650414689705642755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/4650414689705642755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/04/point.html' title='The Point'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/2350409391_3506f7ea16_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-5736633177726452816</id><published>2008-04-13T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:17:03.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good going..</title><content type='html'>finally i have my blog set up and ready to go &amp;amp; what a fitting occasion to kick it off -&lt;br /&gt;not only is tonight going to be a sweet potluck on wilder street(!), but last night my roommate [the namesake of my blog subtitle] had some huge party while i was celebrating my belated birthday with family in Lincolin Mass... loud music issued from the attic, lots of people came, so did the cops, underage drinkers were numerous &amp;amp; ticketed, said roommate was fined and has to go to court, said roommate let his friends go through my stuff and use my things and when i came home early in the morning there were two strange, underage girls sleeping in my bed. where i wanted to be sleeping. needless to say they were more flustered than i was, waking up to the pissed off owner of their comfortable cocoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. i digress... this is where i'm going to post my little knitting anecdotes, patterns and thoughts thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting.... now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate is really into Moomins and showed me her complete comics of book tonight.... she decided that she's going to get a knitting moomins tattoo, and i decided that we were going to make ourselves masks like the moomins wear while they're knitting.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s159/scuttie/moomins.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s159/scuttie/moomins.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures will be posted promptly when the moomin masks are finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was originally thinking that my first shared pattern would be my [w.i.p.] eurypterid but i don't think it will be finished anytime soon since i've only gotten as far as the arms and that is the hard part, so i've decided that my first pattern will be the Oblio hat that i made in october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's enough babbling for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-5736633177726452816?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/5736633177726452816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=5736633177726452816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5736633177726452816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/5736633177726452816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/04/light-in-dark.html' title='good going..'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182246477509199424.post-974268260657840014</id><published>2008-04-06T23:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:13:37.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a test</title><content type='html'>to see how my blog works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182246477509199424-974268260657840014?l=emilouanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/feeds/974268260657840014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4182246477509199424&amp;postID=974268260657840014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/974268260657840014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182246477509199424/posts/default/974268260657840014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilouanna.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-test-to-see-how-my-blog-works.html' title='this is a test'/><author><name>emily anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03948824604323513733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K_FYp-sRj64/SRHhgxZFUBI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNOJ5M7Xyfk/S220/624584832_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
