Hangers On
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.
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.
Oh, Jane. How do you do it? Jane Richmond cannot knit a meh item, can she? I love everything that falls off of her needles, and I instantly want it…
Everyone has those little rituals they’ve performed since childhood that they do without even thinking. Like these onion flowers. When I see them, I pick them. I have to-that’s just…
I wanted to meet a bear in the Smoky Mountains. I’d be wearing my Smokey sweater and it would just be a big bear, and we could sense that we were…
Some more evening pictures in my yard. Lately, I think my neighbors are used to the sound of our screen door slamming and the sight of me, just before the…
There’s another Great Northern Knit-along happening on Ravelry and Instagram. This time we’re either knitting Lonely Souls, Filled with Secrets, Starts with a J, or Lynch Pin. I chose Lonely…
Thanks to everyone who commented on last week’s Industry giveaway post! I love seeing old and new-ish Ravelry friends here at the blog and other places. Using a random number…