Are you feeling the fall where you are? We spent the weekend running around here and there and loving the nip in the air. I bound off the sleeves for Paul’s sweater (finally!) as we drove. On Saturday, we got to visit this year’s goat babies at Good Fibrations. Their pals gave …
The mountains of Northeast Tennessee are wildly alive. Every single day, some new face of nature shows itself. In the beginning I wanted to know about everything, immediately. Which tree was the hemlock that was used to build our house? Which were the tulip poplar and the sourwood the bees love? Where could …
Look at this great photo from 1914! It’s from a new book called People Knitting: A Century of Photographs, by Barbara Levine. I can hardly wait!! It will be released on October 4th. My birthday! 🙂
This poor person. Don’t you know exactly how he feels? Maybe we could at least meet him at Simon’s and commiserate over a cup of coffee. Lucky girlfriend, huh?
I’m trying to live deliberately these days. There’s so much to be swept up in. I know you know what I mean. World things, family things, living life things . . . It can be overwhelming. I’m looking for solid ground. Knitting is solid ground. I’m slowly making progress on the sleeves of …
In honor of the first day of Autumn, I made blackberry buttermilk cake for lunch. It was this recipe, but with blackberries. It was very good. I was out of town for awhile. There was knitting and beer drinking in a hotel. There was knitting and coffee drinking in a …
I am so psyched! There’s an interesting article about Yarn: The Movie here.
The fiber retreat on Roan Mountain was wonderful beyond words. Beyond pictures even. I don’t have a single one. I did return with something I want to show you, though. Meet Dorothy. In the immortal words of Brenda Dayne: We are saving the world from mass production–one sweater, one sock, and …
This has been a banner week for communication. Sometimes it seems impossible to accomplish anything when it involves appealing to far-away people I don’t know for a response. It can feel like my phone calls and emails are just wafting off into the void. The last few days have been different, …
I think I’ve mentioned that soon after we moved to the mountains, my father moved up from Texas to be near us. We love that, and I think he does too, but he misses his Texas friends. Well, for his 84th birthday this past week, a couple of them came …
