Not Too Slouchy
Something dark and sinister came over me. For two days, anytime I was sitting, I was weaving in ends with a purpose. Quietly bent over in thought, seemingly oblivious to…
(365 Day 85 Photo) I love the surface of this concrete on the breezeway. It’s all mottled looking and cool on bare feet. I love it when I take a…
Maybe it’s the cut-offs I tried to hem in high school; they ended up shorter in front than in back. Or it may be the lining I sewed into this…
Today started with a migraine, a mad rush around the mess my daughter left in my bathroom to get ready, tripping over stuff my son was supposed to put away,…
I was looking for accessories to dress up my old cruiser, when I found an old Schwinn for the price of fenders alone. So I bought it instead, and…
Quick, what thoughts enter your mind when you hear the term “sweater curse?” Witchcraft? A sweater with an intarsia “#@!!” worked on the front of it? Bill Cosby? Me,…