This is a little piece of Three Rivers, CA, where we stayed on vacation. I found both the yarn and the “Morning Surf” pattern in a little yarn shop close…
Remember me writing about the Schwinn Collegiate bicycles I got for myself and my daughter here and here? How I was going to try to learn how to tune up a…
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…
Found a new favorite pair of shoes. (Yes, more shoe pictures because I’m tired from weaving in ends and cleaning house. Plus, the hideous bruise from my first soccer…
Don’t look too closely underneath. There may be a secret there. An old friend or two that drifted away for some reason we never quite figured out. Unresolved…
Sentimentality clutters. I know because at least once a year I have to force myself to winnow through stacks of books, papers, and future projects so that my husband can’t…
I remember bringing photography books from the college library home to my rented room and spending the afternoon leafing through them. I know that I’m just one of millions who’s…
Today I had extra time to read through some blogs I haven’t seen in a while. These are my rambling thoughts after reading theirs: I’ve been engaging in what The…
I’m pretty grounded, but once in a while I get wistful like a child and draw up a long, impossible Christmas list in my head because it’s winter and that’s…
This is it: (365 Day 287) Making quick work of my more appropriately colored oatmeal pullover, I watched an hour of the new Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on…