So, I'm leaving town tomorrow for a couple of days, and doing the same again next week. It's all part of the Where Next? project, a...

I thought at this point I'd heard every comment possible from strangers interested in my knitting. I was, as Shakespeare wrote in Cymbel...

Okay, I forgot one thing about Thanksgiving I've always liked: the Macy's parade. Yes, I know. It's nothing but a gigantic ambul...

I am not and have never been a fan of Thanksgiving. I know it's heresy for an American to say so, but try as I might I can't help my...

It was the first day in weeks without a pressing deadline looming. Dolores had taken the sock yarn down to the Art Institute for the Charles...

Note: This is a very long and purely personal post. Please indulge me. On some occasions, this blog still needs to be the diary I intended. ...

The other day I was walking from the train station to work, bent double against the nasty wind pouring across Lake Michigan, and onto my iPo...

It took me a while to buy the new Interweave Knits because the first copies to arrive at the bookstore near my office were all, inexplicabl...

I was rummaging through my sketchbooks and ran across this unpolished little gem. Somewhere in the Happy Knitting Grounds, Mary Thomas is cl...

In memory of my Uncle Mike, July 1950–November 2006. Uncle and nephew, circa 1973. I almost never saw you, but you gave me one of my names. ...

I need all persons in my workplace who can only converse by constantly shouting at one another across the office to rediscover the wonders o...

I came upstairs after voting (the lobby of my building is, conveniently, a polling station) and found the apartment in disarray. "Dolor...

Through the miracle of smoke and mirrors I may seem like a nice person, but the fact is I'm a demanding and obsessive martinet. Just ask...

While we were visiting Detroit I had occasion to rummage through several boxes of old family photographs. Two taken of me at age five seem u...

I'm going slightly wiggy trying to make sure everything comes together, but still I'm delighted beyond words at the response to the ...

The Greek Orthodox wedding ceremony is pretty to watch. I especially like the crowns, and the bit where they all go round and round and roun...