Yesterday I told you about what I thought was our final destination on our climb into the Heart of Africa. But God (and Henry) had other plans. Nyamabaare is the clinic we chose to partner with, mostly because it’s the clinic the Bishop took our first team to, while touring them around all the different … More Leg 5: And we thought we were in the boonies before

Okay, I promised! You’ve all been very patient, looking at pictures of yarn and flowers and things, and of waiting for this very late post while I get painfully close to finishing baby booties made out of leftovers from Baby Yoda,  but if you know anything about what Jared & I have been doing in … More Leg 4: Nyamabaare

For those of you hanging on by your fingernails to hear about the next leg of our Uganda journey, my apologies. I’ve been busy trying to remember what I do at my job and un-explode our apartment. One room at a time… Aso, I’ve been completely enchanted by this: I only started knitting on it … More Leg 3: Our life in Bushenyi

This is so weird. I’m at home… I’m going through the motions that I always go through at home… I’m doing the things I used to do here… but I don’t feel like I’m really here. My heart is still back here: In Uganda. This is Kampala, the Kapital I mean Capital, where we spent … More Leg 2: Kampala – illness and inspiration

We made it back alive! I hope you all kept well in our absence. I am trying to see through the fog of jet lag to give you a nice blog post that isn’t just photos with captions. I will do my utmost to give you a summary of our brief trip to Uganda, which … More Uganda Adventures! Leg 1: I Knit London

Currently Jonah (Brazos Theological Commentary on the Bible) By Phillip Cary see related Hopefully at this exact time, I’m hanging out in Nyambaare, playing with children, knitting on Madli’s Shawl, handing out first aid kits, and possibly teaching people how to use toothbrushes and triple antibiotic ointment. I could make up knitting news to complain … More 5-Jul-2009

Once upon a time, there lived a maiden who endured a harsh, cold exile in the land of corn known in atlases as “Ohio.” Her fair skin and frail constitution suffered mightily in the gales of the unending winter of this unforgiving land, but she survived gaily nonetheless, because her sentence was no punishment. No, … More Epilogue for a Shrug

At the polite suggestion of my very sensitive and considerate husband, yesterday I didn’t read ANY Yarn Harlot archives and instead lived vicariously through myself for a change. Unfortunately, most of this involved working on the project-that-shall-not-be-named, which is far enough along now that I can’t post pictures of it anymore. Which is killing me, … More I must be a Real Knitter – I packed yarn first

This post is devoted to our temp cat, SesquaHanna, who went to back to mommy and daddy in her brand-new house yesterday. I learned a lot of things last week about being a knitter with a cat. For example: This is cute. This is problematic. (At least when you’re a slob who leaves around projects … More Byebye Temp Cat