Possibly because she's had enough of waiting for her Pink Cape,* and has decided to just do it herself, Abigail (who is pushing five, ca...

Cripes, what a pushy bunch. I take time out from a rare family holiday to write a post with photos of a finished project *and what happens? ...

We have been making things. Abigail and her mother have been making cookies. Those cookies . I have already had it up to my proto-Gandalfian...

Sweet Sally Melville, can you believe how long it’s been since the last post? I’m appalled. I intended to chirp immediately upon my return f...

They warn you about this day in Uncle School. They tell you there's no way to avoid it, but not to fear it. Just be prepared, they say. ...

Once upon a time (January 2008) a knitter (me) put the finishing touches (three embroidered dragonflies) on the baby kimono from Thoroughly ...

Here we are, then: Epiphany. The finish line. I cleared the triple hurdle of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve with no more than a...

You never think about how difficult it is to get your hands on a baby until you really need one in a hurry. Such was my situation recently....

I'm going to go out on a limb and assume that though Christmas 2008 is now but a fading memory and a stack of credit card bills, you mig...

Remember a while back when I put up pictures of my workspace ? I'm not going to do that today. I can't, because at this moment I can...

Indiana was a good place to rest and recuperate. Fresh air, open space, great stretches of soothing greenery, and this. Such a sight for a w...