When I came up with the idea of knitting my autobiography of sorts, one of the most compelling things for me was thinking about how I could share this idea with others. I am very fond of my designs, and I do hope others will knit them! But I totally recognize that you are not … Continue reading A How-To Guide for creating your own Cedar Chest Knits.
THE STORY I remember with vivid clarity the first time I drove into Blacksburg, Virginia. I was a senior in college and Bryan and I were a little over one month into our dating relationship. It was the weekend of his birthday, and I climbed into my car at 8pm on a Thursday to begin the … Continue reading Blacksburg, as a hat.
I alluded to the transient nature of my childhood in my last post, but wanted to share a little more insight into who I am and where exactly I'm headed in this knitting autobiography. I don't suppose my story is more exciting, traumatic, or important than the next, but I do think there is great … Continue reading A brief history
I remember as a child lingering over the open lid of my mother’s cedar chest; the sharp, aged smell of precious wood filling the room. It was an infrequent luxury– opening the chest– as such ceremony was limited to special occasions that warranted old pictures or costumes or keepsakes. But the memory is crisp and … Continue reading What is it about Cedar Chests?