…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.”
You know you have some. I reside in a world of knitting bloggers who love posting details about their finished knits with beautiful photos of themselves wearing them and looking…
That’s what everyone does, right? Even if there’s no time to put real thoughts down here, no time to seek out interesting, revealing things to photograph, no time to play…
So, buttons… don’t really have anything to say about them, in particular, so I’ll just ramble about something else. I mostly just wanted to post these photos so I can see…
I feel really spoiled this year for my birthday. Having a birthday so soon after Christmas usually means you should consider help taking down Christmas decorations as your gift. And…
I’ve now read through the first three sweater recipes in Knitting Without Tears by Elizabeth Zimmerman for the Canary Knits Knitting Book Read-a-long. Unlike the first time I read this book, I totally…