If it wouldn’t fit anywhere else, it’s here.
I have been thinking about writing this post all week. As I sit down to actually write it, it occurs to me… it might be kind of weird that I think about this as much as I do. Maybe you’ll see what I mean. Like most knitters, I have several projects on the go at … More Levels
Several years ago, when I was in the most nascent stages of my knitting obsession, my mum bought me one of those pattern-a-day knitting calendars. The year was 2005. By my foggy understanding of history, acquired mostly by osmosis and wikipedia, that year was toward the end of the novelty-yarn craze that did so much … More Nostalgia
The Experiment House had itself blessed yesterday in fine style. In what I can only hope was a representative sample of activities within its walls, the whole place was filled with humans, sprinkled with holy water and collects [pronounced CALL-eckts; it’s an Anglican thing], then there were many hours of eating and lady priests playing … More Finished Objects in the Finished Basement
Southern Ontario is a beautiful mess of farms. Driving along the grid of two-lane highways, one passes sheep farms, dairy farms, and fields of corn, wheat, soy, etc. The gently undulating hills are enough to add scenic interest without taking away one iota of sky. Right across the street from Inverhuron Provincial Park, where we … More Philosophers & Wool
[Edited to fix Header… this is a post that is extra confusing if the title is accidentally “Auto Draft.”] This is a phrase I had to repeat to myself several times during our one day side-trip to Toronto. If it weren’t for the Yarn Harlot, I would probably think that Toronto was in New Hampshire. … More “I am not a stalker.”
On June 25th of this year, I had some worries on my shoulder. The biggest one was that I had to lead the Vacation Bible School volunteer workship the next day, my least favorite task as a VBS co-director. This workshop means I have to make a speech, have dozens of sets of paper work … More Mom’s Quilt Story
If you are overwhelmed with a house full of half-unpacked boxes, broken appliances, and ever-increasing piles of crap, there is no better solution than to just leave. We were gone last weekend, and now we’re absenting ourselves for a whole week. Tomorrow myself, my spouse, housemate A, and buddy from college are all trekking to … More Coming and Going, but mostly Going
I have had farming thick on the brain this week. I’ve been thinking generally about farms for ages, but the topic has taken up residence on the front burner. It started with my reading of the Cold Antler Farm and Oliver and Abraham’s blogs, which has become quasi-religious. It continued with the first actual significant … More Leisure Arts
It took seven hours, half a box of swiffer pads, and it completely destroyed my nails, but the final cleaning and emptying of our old apartment is complete. We are now solely and completely residents of “Experiment House.” Still on the list: Call Verizon to see why the internet is continually half-horked, even though they … More Earning a Manicure
The shawl of doom is blocking, the poncho of doom should be (but isn’t yet) blocking, and I’ve cast on two other things I can’t show you. So here’s a photo album from the other category of project in my life: gardening! The community garden, as a matter of fact, which thanks to excellent fertilization … More Proto-proto-proto-salad
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