Supplies:
Using 4 DPN (double pointed needles) Size US 5 or 3.75mm
Used a sports weight yarn
Crochet hook (any small size will do as the ball is about the size of a golf/ping pong ball)
Start by casting on 2 sts per needle on all 3 needles (total of 6 sts) place a marker
Row1 knit around
Row2 increase each stitch per needle giving you 4 sts per needle (total of 12 sts)
Row3 knit around
Row4 knit around
Row5 k1,increase,k1,increase 6 sts per needle (total of 18 sts)
Row6 knit around
Row7 knit around
Row8 knit around
Row9 knit around
Row10 knit around
Row11 knit around
Row10 k1,decrease,k1,decrease 4 sts per needle ( total of 12 sts)
Row11 knit around
Tie a ribbon through the whole in the top of the ball, then Insert the bell and stuff if you have enough room. The 1" bells I use are those you found at the craft store around Christmas time and fit inside the ball without stuffing, however if you put in a smaller bell you will have enough room for stuffing(polyfill/roving).
Row 12 decrease, decrease, 2 sts per needle (total of 6 needles)
Row 13 knit around
Pull end of thread through all sts and close off and tie around ribbon.
My cat loves to have a tail to grab to carry around the bell through the home.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Sunday, January 6, 2013
HOT CHOCOLATE COCONUT ICE CREAM
We love to use our ice cream maker this time of year when the girls are in the house and after a time of rigorous activity we can settle down in front of the wood pellet stove with a delicious, light, luxurious creamy dessert.
Try this one out and you'll be happy that you did.
Whip
in mixer, then chill in refrigerator
overnite:
16 oz.
coconut milk
8 oz.
chilled sweetened hot chocolate
1
teaspoon vanilla
3 T
honey/3 T agave
3
tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
Now
put in ice cream maker and blend for 15-25"
Freedom
Freedom
by April Schwamb McKale
lingers on tastebuds
I roll the word off
tip of tongue
no one to answer to
I can do anything
leave every door open
Here I come
I want to run link an antelope out of control
let me carve each memory into flesh
drive my nails into supple earth
coursing through every vein
all senses back from slumber
bare, navel, arms and legs
soak in rays almost forgotten
each breath remembering smells of honesuckle, rose, lily of the valley
as if they danced before me in the street
the bare, cold earth squishing between my toes
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