Anything over and done gets its day in the sun.
Last time I did a project inventory, I made a little promise to myself. I will let myself start one new project for every two projects I finish. I am just overwhelmed by the number of projects I have on the needles right now (even though, for many people, nine projects is really not that bad). … More Good Duckie Me
Sometime in October of last year, I cast on a little strip. I had picked out five colors of my hand-dyed sock yarn to put together into an All the Shades of Truth stole. The original idea had been to do it as a knit-along with my small knitting group that meets twice monthly. However, … More All the Shades of Dirt
To the chairwoman of the Self-Imposed Sock-of-the-Month Club, I am writing to let you know I have had enough. I joined your club nearly two years go, admittedly not at the most strategic time in my life. I had such a great run with your program the first time around, that after a nice break, … More I’ve Had It
Now that I once again have more than an average of five minutes a week to knit, I need to take a hard look at my unfinished objects. A re-orientation to my project basket, if you will. All I want is to tuck myself in a corner and spin some of the pretty yak/merino I … More Inventory Again
Four weeks. That was the time allotted to me, in between my last assignment due and my first day of CPE, to transition to a very different way of life. And it was a month jam packed full of transitions. In the last four weeks I received a Master of Divinity degree, met … More A Glimpse of the Blur that was May
Did you think I’d forgotten how to knit? Sorry dearies. The truth is, I have had precious little knitting time this month. No more classes to sit in + No books assigned to read + A lot of writing to do = not more than a few stitches here and there. Cooking is a little … More Rivendell
In random baby news, Naomi is the stairmaster. She has mastered the stairs. Still no solo walking, but she takes on these steps like a champ. Up and down and up and down, with me her decreasingly nervous spotter. Thankfully she is also learning to obey Mama’s “Stay downstairs, please!” But I let her … More May Leaves Virtue
I am in the thick of it, poppets. I’ve turned in nearly all of those little reports and things (just one more evaluation left to write), and one final research paper looms before me. I’ve checked out about thirty books, and I’m having a great time researching, but my brain is fried eggs on toast … More Weathered
This is our third spring in our little house, and that’s long enough that I can tell what all these little shoots in the garden are going to be – not from horticultural knowledge, but from remembering where things were last year. For example – Baby crocuses at the foot of the stairs: Baby … More A Parade of Babies
There is nothing romantic about being cold. The above picture is of one of the first snows, taken in early December. Back when snow was still enchanting and pretty, and chilly evenings were an excuse to make cozy fires. Yet even back then, I knew I would write this post. Those December snows, when … More Nothing Romantic
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