…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
These are of one of my daughter’s closest friends. I had the honor of shooting her graduation photos. I’m posting the ones I like best, not necessarily the ones that…
The Tops Tanks and Tees Knit-along surprised me this year. I already had a summer-weight sweater going so I’m jumping in with a WIP this year. I don’t usually do…
It’s after eleven on Christmas and the coffee still isn’t out of my system so I thought I’d post a Merry Christmas to anyone still skimming blogs or Flickr. This…
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This is it. The Corona Camisol. It’s meant to be loose fitted, but I think the model in the picture is pinning all the loose swaths of stockinette back with…
I’m pretty proud of this one. It’s Sothern by Rohn Strong and only my second time to do real fair isle for the body of a garment. Though the vintage…