I don’t speak a lick of French, so I feel pretty clever in attempting a French pun, but feel free to smack me down if I’ve said something marvelously inappropriate. It was worth the risk, because here it is Sept. 22nd, and le Chausettes de Dentille are fini. They are cute, and wonder of wonders, … More Le pieds de resistance
Pokeberry season is finally over in Ambridge, PA. Ever wonder what 86 lbs of pokeberries looks like? That’s about 17 full gallon bags. They take up, from bottom to top, the entire right side of our new freezer. Meet our freezer! Is it not “teh cute”? We got it from a lady who had a … More I know you’ve been wondering
My life is kinda complicated right now. We just moved, the house is nowhere near the state I’d like it to be in (and I haven’t yet settled on a happy state of housework mediocrity), my first paper is due in a couple weeks, I’m still kinda awkward around the bazillion new people I have … More ‘Tis a gift to be simple
Thanks again to mum for excellent pictures of her pretty fair isle. In a burst of inspiration last week, I started my matching sweater. And after two hours, this is how far I got: The astute among you will notice this is a cast on row. A cast on row still in progress. As a … More In the way of themselves
Pre-note: 10 points for my mom for being started on her sweater… and for providing lovely content on days that I am snowed under with classes and other things! My shetland yarn is still in a sad box in a sad closet, waiting for an evening when I have a few free hours to just … More Status: Poke-buried
It is Wednesday, my brain is full of historical facts and my to-do list is as long as my arm, so that means it must be time for random wednesday, where I spew at you all the little thoughts I’ve been having instead of attempting to sound coherent or logical or even very grammatical. Go … More Random Wednesday
On Saturday, God woke up and decided it was fall. We woke up to find the air slightly dry and the radiators on. (We haven’t figured out how the thermostat is controlled, but it certainly isn’t controlled by us.) We looked outside and the trees on Market Street, which in summer looked as if they … More Who turned on the furnace already?
So I appear to have internet for the time being. The reason we did not have it before is not because the internet-makers weren’t sending it to our house, but because there are no phone jacks in our apartment. Jared found the magical little box in the basement where the internet comes in, and plugged … More Peachy Keen
We made it! I know you have been holding your breath for an update all this time; don’t worry, we haven’t died, we just don’t have the internet. (Despite what you might expect, being without internet is very unlike death.) And we’re unlikely to get internet before the end of next week, but we’ve figured … More Moving Up
Wednesday was my last day at the farm. Breezy Willow Farm, that is. It was the perfect day – cool and beautiful. Even feeling under the weather, it was so calming to put in a few hours of hard labor behind the carder. I will miss the beautiful location, the frenetic farm action, the smell … More Moving On
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