My pictorial cure for the beginnings of a migraine at 11:47 with the first day of school looming: the unscheduled, colorful, climb-y, lanky, slightly wild things of summer.
This is Garden Magic. I didn’t choose to go the melon route, but it chose me. I’m poking around in the last little bits of summer garden and find something…
Yeah, I hide. A lot. But it’s with my family, not from them. It’s nice outside and the hammocks fold up around you like a taco – who wouldn’t hide…
-Neil Schweiber, Freaks and Geeks But I think I’ve seen it more than 47. (365 Day 216 Dig the Star Puffs) For fun, I did a search on the top…
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…
I can. I may not be pleasant to be around, but I can. Sometimes it’s a necessity to have something “going” in my hands to get through, I don’t…
I always look at photos of group crafters with wistfulness and a little disbelief. Where do all these people live that enjoy hand crafts? Oregon? Canada? It must be staged….
