Of course you know I don't do memes, so this is not a meme. But say if by some fluke I decided to go along with a meme, this might be my favorite knitting place. An oversized (quite masculine, I admit) leather chair and ottoman, near a cheap bookcase that doubles as a spot to hold my tea mug (note to self: Didn't we say we were going to get that replaced about 15 years ago? Yeah, I thought so). Good lighting (note the Ott-Lite directly over the chair, natural light from the window during daylight hours, and there are also overhead can lights above). Directly to the right of the chair is my spinning wheel (the photo that included the wheel turned out too dark and then the battery died, probably because we don't do memes.) And to the right of the spinning wheel is a twin to this chair. It is piled with yarn and fiber most of the time. Unless I've cleaned up, which, you know, could happen on a random and sporadic basis. You never know.
UFO's on the ottoman: The red thrummed mitten and the Fisherman's Wool scarf. I never noticed how ugly that plastic storage bin looks there. It is usually not visible, really, to any passersby. At least I never thought so, but it sure is sticking out like a sore thumb in this photo. But it is handy for me to put my stuff on when I need to dump it somewhere, or to put a ball of wool on that is getting tangled up under the feet of the chair or ottoman, which happens on a fairly regular basis. I'm also getting a real crack-up looking on the bookshelves there and seeing the fine high-brow literature that is resident there. Until I took this picture, I had no real idea what was there. It's one of those things -- you move in, you unpack books, and the next thing you know, 18 years has gone by and you haven't organized or culled out the crap yet. What's the hurry, right? There's still time. But I am very proud of the full collection of Calvin & Hobbes books, I must admit. The knitting books are in a section of the bookcase forward of the picture, within my handy reach from the chair. The swift and ball-winder are affixed to a drafting table in the room.
This room is quite far away from the regular living space of the house, adjacent to the home office. It has gone by various names throughout its life, but now it's called the Fiber Room. There is usually silence here. I knit or spin with no TV, music, or noise. It's a good space. There is a bed for Vincent in the room and a nice daybed should I need a nap. Really, if I had a toilet and a shower here, I could live here full time. A visitor said she could live in the closet that is off this room. The closet is long and has a sharply slanted ceiling -- good thing she's tiny. All she requested was a sink and a toilet. Perhaps we're onto something here.
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The Frappr map continues to give me great pleasure. It just amazes me how far and wide knitblog-readers and bloggers range.
I was super-excited to see the last couple of pins included someone from SOUTH DAKOTA!!! (Hi, Karyn!)
I had been known to say to myself, at least a couple of times, "Now, let me get this straight: There are readers here from Russia, Japan, England, Australia, Germany, Denmark, Norway, Belgium, all over Canada and more -- but none from North Dakota, South Dakota, Montana, and Wyoming????" I mean, I expected South America and Africa to maybe be a stretch, but Montana? North Dakota? What's up with that, yo? It was like some big western black hole.
So welcome, Karyn, and thanks for putting your pin in my map! We have to maybe get in a Conestoga wagon and travel out there to spread the word in those other wild western states around you. Oh, and hoy, Alaska! Anybody out there from Alaska?
Okay, now, technically I was supposed to be in a Time Out. This was supposed to be a SHORT ENTRY. I pretty much wasted the entire day yesterday and I was punishing myself by not letting myself write a blog entry. You can see that the excellent parenting in this house was probably not done by me. Or I should say that my daughter grew up to be the stellar person she is in spite of my parenting, because clearly a Time Out doesn't really mean much here. Or perhaps I truly am incorrigible.
The latter. Definitely the latter. :-)
Posted by: Lee Ann | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 06:50 AM
That's a great looking chair! Very comfy, I'm sure. And, frankly, yeah, this is a meme. You're going to get tagged by everybody now. Hee.
Posted by: Carole | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 07:21 AM
Thank you for conquering the Wild, Wild West. I was starting to wonder if, you know, they had lives or something. I feel better now.
I love your chair, but don't you slide?
Posted by: k | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 07:45 AM
I can now put down my icicle that was holding to your neck. See people! I threatened her!
She also felt it in her heart to make another fellow Vermonter happy.
I love the chair! You just need a wireless laptop on the ottoman and you'd be all set! ;)
Posted by: Scout | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:01 AM
But we already new you were incorrigible. My chair is leather, too. It's the best chair in the house for my back as long as the pillow is in it.
Posted by: margene | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:03 AM
I have one of those ugly purple containers too...And your space I'm sure is MUCH cleaner than mine!
Posted by: Jenn | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:10 AM
Norma, we love you BECAUSE you're incorrigible. Don't ever change. How would we entertain ourselves then?
That chair looks mighty comfy. And a fibre room. ROOM. sigh. I've just got the space between the couch and the wall to jam my meagre stash into. I'm pretty sure I'd be happy to live there too. But since a trial run might be a good idea, I've got my sleeping bag waiting by the door. What time's dinner?
Posted by: Rachel H | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:39 AM
Leather chair. Texas Summer. Shorts. O.o I think I will stick to my cloth furniture, thank you. Leather makes me shudder because of how hot it gets here. It is a very lovely chair, though. I love masculine looking furniture and colors.
Oh, and you're definitely incorrigible. Hehe
Posted by: Stalker Angie | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:42 AM
Wow. You have readers from Russia and Japan? I'm jealous. I don't think I've hit Asia at all.
Nice chair, you non-memer you.
Posted by: Cara | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 08:43 AM
Great knitting space.
I added my pin so I'm waving to you from Philly.
Posted by: Christy | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 09:16 AM
Hey, I have that exact same plastic bin :-) Though mine is tucked in the closet, with current knitting in an antique sewing box by the couch. No points for beauty here - happened to buy it on a whim years ago, and it's around the right size.
NICE chair, by the way! Looks incredibly comfortable and worn in (in a good way).
Posted by: Kathy | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 11:48 AM
I've decided that I'm going to pick and choose the memes I do, too. I like it when someone says, "Tag, you're ALL it," like that Crazy Auntie. Anyway, that was fun.
What??? No "Far Side" books alongside Calvin & Hobbes?
Posted by: Vicki | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 12:07 PM
DH bought the heinous, ugly version of that chair for $25 at the swap meet once. I hated it on sight. (Had it looked like yours, I would have swooned with pleasure.) He bought it for FIL who was staying with us for 4 months. FIL never once sat it in. It became mine, because its ugliness was only exceeded by its comfiness. I called it my command center and had a craft bag on both sides and a 6-drawer unit behind. We sold it last year for $50 (still chuckling about that) and bought a nice big cushy chair that just isn't the same. >sob<
BTW, my husband's family is from Montana, and I will read your blog when I go there to visit (assuming I can find some %$@&)@#$( internet access). Does that count?
Posted by: Carrie | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 12:33 PM
If it is possible, Norma, I think I may just love you even more: A full collection of Calvin and Hobbes? I'm pretty sure I've got the entire collection too. I love Bill Watterson. He's my hero. I always said if I had my life to live over, I would come back as Calvin.
Posted by: Stephanie VW | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 12:36 PM
That is a most excellent knitting spot! I didn't notice the plastic bin until you mentioned it. Perhaps a knitted bin-cozy is in order?
Is it cheating to add myself on your Frappr in South Korea? Well, no, I don't live there... but when I was stationed there in 1982 I did buy yarn and needles and knit. In fact, I bought boxes and boxes of yarn to ship home!
Posted by: Teri P | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 01:00 PM
Are you forcing me to Frappr? Hmm? Don't make me come up there. But posting a picture of my mess? Could I?
I don't think I'm brave enough.
Perhaps a glass or two of menage a'trois wine! :)
(see? I'll gladly post that name on YOUR blog but am chicken to on mine. True)
Posted by: sandy | Thursday, December 08, 2005 at 05:45 PM
Love it! I'm still a voyeur at heart. I don't do memes (lack of time and organization, mostly) but I'm going to try to get this one up.
Posted by: Laurie | Friday, December 09, 2005 at 06:59 AM
I should have re-read the blog to figure out what was the most important thing.
A complete collection of Calvin and Hobbes? My daughter and I will come and live in your closet. Bigfoot can't. He's too big.
Posted by: k | Friday, December 09, 2005 at 07:08 AM
Oh, what a cozy looking chair and knitting nest you've got there, Norma.
Posted by: Aarlene | Friday, December 09, 2005 at 10:15 AM
I love the map too! I just put one on my blog today :)
Fun!
Posted by: Tammie | Friday, December 09, 2005 at 04:40 PM