He loves me not…


I feel on the brink of something. I realize I’m saying that and then following it with a bunch of pictures of yarn and my cat…again, which begs the…
Okay, so I dried some herbs and they still have taste. The last 4 batches of soap worked out- even the deformed ones- and are all almost sold….
She “goes to bed wi’ th’ sun, And with him rises weeping.’ – Shakespeare, The Winter’s Tale It does seem to be craning to look at the sun for guidance…
Brioche got served today. It’s been taunting me for 12 years, lurking in the back corners of my brain since I was a new knitter and tried to knit this…
Oh, winter is bleak where I live. Not bleak as in picturesque, snow- blanketed farm houses. Not even a dramatic Siberia- bleak. It’s just like summer when the grass is…
This is a pattern swatch for another knit along I’m starting today, lots of linkage, and other free floating thoughts. Feel free to ignore this post, altogether. I’ve decided to…