I’m curled up in bed, nose running, eyes watering, mouth-breathing, waiting for one last load of diapers to finish so I can get in the shower. We’re all packed, aside from those few last minute things, which means of course all our suitcases are still lying open in the hallway. At least, in a holiday … More Coming On Like a Head Cold
The first Lord of the Rings film came out fifteen years ago. Let that sink in. I saw it right around when I got my learner’s permit, and the film is now old enough to get a learner’s permit. Half my life ago. I read The Fellowship of the Rings right before the movie came out, … More Dwarrowdelf
For Mother’s Day, my children gave me the best gift children can give: that is, they were healthy, affectionate, happy offspring. Then they gave me the second best Mother’s Day gift children can give: time to myself. Down in the land of my birth, Mother’s Day weekend is also Maryland Sheep and Wool weekend. This … More Mother’s Day Roses
How, how, how are you three, little girl? With your light, silky hair and your heart-piercing stare. You chuckle ’till you’re out of breath, you whine my patience half to death; you’re a quiet, patient friend; you’re an effortlessly kind sister… I’m still hopelessly in love with you, you sweet, smart, expressive, thoughtful child. Indeed, how … More Three
Well, I tried. It took me a year to whittle my out-of-control knitting hobby down to just one project. You’ve read the argument fifty times by now: I wanted to know what it was like to have just one project on the go. I wanted to feel like I had my hobby under control instead … More Monogamy: Abandoned
Today: final Xmas grocery & stockings shopping [check] final pre-Xmas house cleaning [check] dinner w/ Mr. & Mrs. Bishop leave babies w/ Mr. & Mrs. Bishop and go see STAR WAAAARS Tomorrow (Sunday the 20th): preach sermon get about one thousand people to agree to help with Xmas services finish wrapping presents make bread Monday … More If You’re Wondering Where I’ve Gone
Yesterday was the first day that I slept in, but still woke up and it was dark. My wiggly, 8-month-old alarm clock seemed unusually alert for what I thought was still the middle of the night, and I noticed I didn’t feel quite as trashed as I usually do for a midnight feeding. So I open … More A Week ’till Solstice
One of the more maddening things people say to parents of small children is some variation of, “Enjoy the moment!” “Seize the day!” “They’re small for so short a time, enjoy it while it lasts!” Now, I’m generally a polite person, so I usually say something along the lines of “okay!” or “yeah, I’m doing … More Starting to Understand
In all the world, I don’t think there is anything a human can craft with hands – well, at least that I can craft with hands – more beautiful than a lace shawl while it is being blocked. Evenstar is done. My pace accelerated as I got closer I got to the finish line, and I did … More Out of Dunland
Almost three years ago, in January of 2013, I started knitting through Knitting on the Road by Nancy Bush. When I cast on that first pair of socks, called “Canada,” I was living in Ambridge, 7 months pregnant with my first baby. Back then, blazing through a pair of socks a month was no big deal. I … More Knitting on the Road
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