Baby meets Loopy Mango.

IMG_0294.JPG14 pound baby…meet Loopy Mango.


Angora’s Reward.

My needles steadily worked last evening as they would any other. My body found retreat in the familiar curve of our warm leather couch and my hands became custodians, weaving the day’s saga into a lovely marriage of silky loops.

I shouldn’t have been so surprised when my eyes beheld the reward that is so conventional of angora: that unconventional glow. A display of elite fibers who are mysteriously chosen and then flung into the open air as if they were tossed with tempest and squalls of fury.

Oh how I love the windswept outcome of this heavenly thread…and don’t even get me started on the tactility of it. I’ll save that for another day.

Crew’s Newborn Beanie.


As I watched this beautifully hand died thread pass through my fingers to somehow become what is now the most adorable newborn hat I have ever seen…I imagined its fate: it’s cozy elegance hugging your perfect newborn head as we take you home from the hospital. Oh how I hope my dream for this beanie comes true.

Knitting a newborn sized item is risky. What if the baby is bigger than average? Is 5 hours of knitting worth the 3 times the baby will actually wear the item? Because, Crew, if it doesn’t fit then that means that your head grew much larger than I anticipate pushing out- and this little beanie will have to be packed away in your baby box…unworn…until the day you have an average head-sized newborn of your own.

May God bless your little noggin. And may God be gracious to me in allowing your head to be no bigger than the bounds of this hat.


Crew’s Baby Socks {Part 3}

Little unborn baby Crew,

knitting is how your dear mommy gets through most of the episodes her life that challenge her patience. I’m pretty sure that the next four months are going to yield a whole pile of hand knits for your itty bitty self!

I figured that before you become a crazy wild guy and I have you as wiggly little peanut, it would be perfectly fitting to adorn your shoeless toes with the quiet elegance of luxury merino wool.

I knew that I wanted a classic sock, but what I didn’t know was that I’d have to thumb through hours of pages of frills and lace. It took some digging, but I finally found what I was after: simple shape, classic style, with absolute practicality. I will be so proud to pull these over your toes well into the fall and winter months. They are such a quintessential little pair; the kind of socks I hope you pass down to your son or daughter someday, becoming even more soft and loved as the years go by.



Here’s to you, little one. From my heart to my hands— love mama.

Crew’s Baby Socks {Part 2}



Ooh the madness…I used the wrong technique doing short rows. {I used wrap & turns, rather than yarn overs} and now I have to pull out 3 hours worth of work! BLAST! I clearly did not heed the triple threat: these microscopic needles this single ply thread and the fact that i’ve only conquered Goliath {short rows, that is} once before. Arg…