I remember one of my first fibre projects, a pale blue mohair cardigan knit with my grandmother.  The sweater, basically unwearable, was a joint project I kept in the back of my drawer for years.  My grandmother, a wonderful knitter with a meticulous gauge, knit the back and sleeves while I knit the front sections.  Not surprisingly, the front section hand down to my knees in a loose messy knit. 

My sisters and I were lucky to be surrounded by a family of accomplished knitters and sewers (even my father has completed a knit turtle).  We grew up wearing matching 


Over the years, in addition to becoming a better knitter (slightly better), I explored other fibre techniques.  

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