These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
Not really. Just a couple, besides the obvious tying of plants. I found these clay eggs at the antique store the other day and temporarily put them in an…
It is exactly a year since I cast on, but I did finish my Campside shawl, by Alicia Plummer. You know what I’ll say next, things like “love”, lots of…
Every once in a while I come across something trivial that I obsess over. I must collect every single issue, piece, or version of it. It’s usually some form of…
This is an easy Christmas craft I like to do with the kids or our Sunday School class. I just scour the city park for little fallen burrs off of…
