For years, this chapter lived inside an 8-hour workshop — slides projected on a wall somewhere between Cape Town and Windhoek, a room full of hooks and needles, and me trying to explain, in the time I had, why the yarn in someone’s hands mattered as much as the pattern …

In which everything unravels, and then everything is fine. If you have been following this story, you will know that it began in New Zealand with two skeins of lime green MYak, escalated through two additional yarn purchases, and resulted in what I have been calling the most expensive Sophie …

There are projects that begin with a plan. This is not one of those projects. It Started in New Zealand Last year, while visiting my daughter, I was browsing yarn online and fell completely in love with two skeins of MYak Tibetan Fibres in a colour called Appletini. Bright lime …

Once upon a time, there was a dream. A dream of colour, of movement, of something wrapped around the shoulders that felt like both comfort and magic. A dream that began many years ago… and slowly, patiently, found its way into yarn and stitches. Over the past few months, I …

This is what you get when you ask GPT for a sketch of a hooded, crocheted ruana, done in many different stitch patterns in many different colours. Not too bad, but not quite what I have in my head. But it will give you a reasonable idea of where I …