New Items, Just in Time for the Holidays

Well, it has been a while. But there are new items up at Knotted Treasure!

Are you still looking for the perfect gift for a special someone in your life? Check out our new batch of listings, all with free Shipping!

New items below:

A Warm Fuzzy At Work

My co-workers and I were sitting around at lunch yesterday, talking about what we used to think we wanted to do and how we ended up here. One of the guys said for a long time he wanted to be a therapist. I said that I thought about being a psychologist for a long time.

He got all excited and said, “You would have made a great therapist. You are such a good listener. People love talking to you. I love talking to you.”

His enthusiasm and sincerity left me speechless and blushing. I have always thought that being a person other people could talk to was a skill of mine, but it was so affirming to have someone else tell me that.

I returned to my office feeling loved and validated. Sometimes these moments arise spontaneously and change the course of our day. It is important to take a moment to be grateful, because real compliments like that are few and far between.

My Mind and My Body – A Conversation

Dear Body,

I have taken you for granted. I assumed you would continue to function as you always had, even though I was not behaving the same. I have told myself I’m still healthy. I don’t care. It’s ok as long as… But that is not being sensitive to your needs and how you feel. We have be a team and I have been selfish, always putting myself before you. I promise, as of today, to keep you in my thoughts and make decisions that are better for both of us. I need you to be there for me for the long haul. We are in this together.

Love, Dana

Dear Dana,

Thank you for acknowledging the unbalance in our relationship. I have been trying to keep up. But I feel unsupported, neglected. I think your expectations are unreasonable. I want to be there for you, to support you, and to carry you through. I want to be a source of pride. I know that you are willing to try, I promise to respond. If you exercise, I promise to release a dopamine reward. If you change your eating, I promise to shrink. Use me, put me through my paces. I have been in pain, but I’m feeling better already. I want to continue doing the things we love for a long time to come. We are in this together.

Love, Your Body

Making a difference

Every day, in a million different ways, we affect the people around us with our actions, our attitude, and our choices. Most of the time, these effects are fleeting. You hold the door open for someone. They might be grateful. But by the next day, certainly by the end of the week, they won’t remember. That doesn’t mean it’s not worth doing. It takes so little effort to show a little kindness.

But there are times in our lives when we have the opportunity to make a deeper imprint. It takes more work, and it is not always easy. But at the end of our lives, when we reflect back, these are the differences that will matter. This is how we will be remembered.

The summer camp that I used to work at is closing after 53 years of service. This place, for those of who embraced the opportunity for community that it offered, were forever changed for the better. We all look back on our time there with fondness and for most of us, we can see the changes in us that started there. And not just as a camper. Being on staff there was far more valuable than the money we made.

The last summer I was there, I was the head of staff. I oversaw all of the administrative positions. Lifeguard, kitchen, nurse’s aide, theater, grounds. I was a senior in college, the kids who worked for me had just graduated high school and were spending this summer with one foot out the door, headed to college in the fall, and one foot still standing on the side of youth.

I learned so much about kindness, responsibility, integrity while managing these kids. They gave me so much more than they probably realize. But as the camp is closing, we are all lead to introspection about what it meant to us then and what its absence means to us now.

Randomly, on Facebook, as a response to something I wrote about my own feelings, I got this message from one of my ad-staffers.

In this simple message, I can see that I made a difference to some of them too. And that is perhaps the greatest gift my time there could have given. The summer we worked together was 18 years ago, but it meant enough for him to take the time to acknowledge. This ranks among my proudest moments.

Book Review – Anne Frank: Diary of a Young Girl

The Diary of a Young Girl

The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

When you start reading this, it seems a little repetitive and self indulgent. But at a certain point you remember that it was the private musings of a 13-15 year old girl who was growing and maturing in a surreal and unprecedented set of circumstances. I desperately wish there was more in the book about their betrayal, capture and separation at the camps, but of course this is impossible. And the emptiness I feel at not being able to accompany her on the end of her journey is maybe the only appropriate reaction to the abrupt end of the book, and we know now, of Anne herself.

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Sea Glass

I am always finding new things to get distracted by, and inspiration lies everywhere. Lately, as the weather warms and our thoughts turn to the approaching summer, I cannot seem to get enough pictures of sea glass.

“Sea glass” is physically and chemicallyweathered glass found on beaches along bodies of salt water. These weathering processes produce natural frosted glass.

Sea glass can be used in home decor, mosaics, and JEWELRY!

There are a few makers out there that have really sparked my imagination. One is a store in Ventura called Betty Belts. They specialize in sea glass jewelry and jewelry made from repurposed surfboard resin leftover from surfboard manufacturing.

The wheels are turning and I think Knotted Treasure is going to throw a hat in the ring. Look for new and exciting designs coming this Summer!

Forever Homes Wanted

I am an animal lover. Over the years, I have had cats and dogs, hamsters, fish, birds, snakes, and lizards. I have volunteered my time at the county humane society and private rescue groups.

There are so many animals in need of forever homes. There is no reason to go to a breeder, no reason not to spay and neuter your own pets. I think a home is complete with an animal. But have no fear, there is no shortage of them!

Pinterest is one of the best things that has ever come into my life. Oh how easy to kill an hour or three looking at vacation destinations and sewing patterns. Anything you need to know how to do is on Pinterest. And it is a great place to look at doggos who need somewhere to call home. I have a board of animals available for adoption, and I go back regularly and check on what I have posted there. If the animal is no longer available, I remove the pin. I want the dogs that still need a home to be highlighted and not have to compete with attention with those already lucky enough to have been adopted. (yes, I admit it, this also satisfies an OCD itch that needs scratching.)

This brings me to Roscoe.

Roscoe, an American Bulldog & Pit Bull Terrier Mix

Roscoe has been on the list for a long time. He is actually the oldest pin I have on the board. He is described as a “handsome boy [who] has a wonderful disposition. He is happy, sociable with other dogs and people.” I am worried about him because he has been looking for so long. He is listed by Pooch Match in Santa Ana, CA.


If you live in Orange County and are looking for a furry companion, or know someone who does, please consider going and meeting Roscoe, who I am sure is ready to meet you.

Never ask if someone wants something…they might say yes!

When I first learned to knit, I was so excited. I was actual able to make something tangible that could be passed around and admired and used and appreciated. As soon as I had one or two projects under my belt, I asked my family if there was anything that they wanted me to make for them. I expected to be making some beanies, maybe a scarf in a specific color. Why I though this is what they would say is beyond me.

My husband, Curious, said he wanted a cabled scarf in cobalt blue. Already we are in uncharted territory because I knew how to knit and purl and that was about it. So cabling was not something I understood yet, even though it would become one of my favorite techniques. But not only did he want something cabled, he wanted different kinds of cables that stopped and started at random in different places along the scarf. Who knew he was a designer at heart!

I had to table his request and I moved on to my dad. He is a modest guy and would probably never wear a scarf or beanie, but I know he would humor me and be excited for something I made. His mother was a knitter and crocheter, so I think he liked seeing a little of her in me, even though she died when I was young and I learned knitting on my own as an adult.

My dad’s modern log cabin

So what did he ask for? A blanket for his CA King bed! What is this BS? But he’s my dad…So I chose Mason Dixon’s Modern Log Cabin Blanket. There was a yarn store near me going out of business and I was able to pick up 308 balls of Louisa Harding Grace Silk & Wool. Sadly, this yarn has been discontinued. It is beautiful, soft and warm.

I worked on this blanket for 10+ years, until it was too heavy and unwieldy and the cable on the needle broke. I did not get through the entire pattern. When the needle broke I took it as a sign that it was big enough. But he loved it anyway.

Rethinking this blog

When I started this blog, it was supposed to be a professional tool to inform customers about what is happening with Knotted Treasure.  And it is still going to do that.  But I have realized that I have more to say.  And writing it here could be really good for me.  So…for those of you who love my jewelry…you are going to have to put up with the rest of me.  Hopefully, we have something in common and you will be interested in what I have to share.

A new level of Motherhood

A couple of years ago I bought myself a sewing machine.  I was already a knitter and a jewelry maker.  It seemed like the next place for crafting to go should be sewing.  It is perhaps the most useful craft, and being a girl of irregular proportions, I thought it would be fantastic to be able to make my own clothes!

I got a Baby Lock Rachel.  This is a no joke machine.  It can do a million things and it is not cheap.  With this magnificent tool, I should be an expert seamstress in no time!

Except for that my sewing machine scares the crap out of me.  I have visions of running my thumb under the needle as it pumps through the fabric.  (This is almost impossible).  I have visions of expensive fabric ruined as pieces are cut the wrong size and then sewn on inside out and upside down.

So for a long time, my machine sat dormant.  But then I had a heart to heart with myself.  I chastised myself for thinking I should not touch this machine without supervision.  I did, after all, teach myself to knit from a book.  I had to admit, the worst thing that happens is that some fabric must be scrapped, and possibly the machine might need repair.  Nothing insurmountable.

So this Halloween, I did something that, to me, is in a higher plane of domestic goddess than I have been before.  I sewed a kid’s Halloween costume together from scratch!  I cannot tell you how much this accomplishment tickles me!

Now, when I say from scratch, I really mean from a very simple pattern.  My daughter wanted to be a ghost.  All I had to do was make a hooded tunic.  I let her pick the fabric.  This was a mistake since the fabric she chose that the consistency of sea foam.  Not the easiest.  And the hood had me stumped for a bit.  And the shoulders.  But all in all I think we did pretty well.  I don’t see making a wedding dress in my immediate future (who for, I’m not sure, since I am already married to Curious G.)  But perhaps a nice pillow…