Tag: yarn


Rhinebeck: the aftermath

It’s a few days post- Rhinebeck now, and I’m finally at that point where I feel rested enough to really return to regular life again. The house was gorgeous this year and superfun, and we lucked into absolutely perfect weather; it couldn’t have been nicer, really, just stunningly good. Sunday dinner was unbelieveable- Andi makes a roast and Yorkshire pudding…

Superwash merino spun at fingering weight, 2- ply, hand- dyed

in which we have a debatably finished object

I pulled out my wheel this week and put it through its paces as my reward for completing edits on issue 9 of Knit Edge, which is safely in the hands of our layout person this week, praise be. It was soothing to settle in and just let my hands do what they know. A lot of my friends who are…


in which there is more of this palette business

I know, there was no List last Friday. Not for a lack of Very Good Things, either, but more that I was spending my day in the midst of them and got a little carried away. Friday was for family, and then the weekend became terribly exciting, and so now here we are. This week’s List will just be a…


in which I’m playing hooky

I should be at work right now, but work tonight is coloring in some grown-up coloring books, so I think sneaking out to post a little color inspiration is okay. Feeling nostalgic and mellow tonight. I’d say more, but there’s just so much coloring to be done, friends. Later, though. Always later. Also, can anybody believe it’s June tomorrow?


in which there is a little experimentation

MDSW was good. Strange for us, of course— we were visitors this year, both locals and not- so- locals, holed up in a sweet little Air BnB with old friends in a town we both spent nearly a decade living beside. Surreal is probably a good word. Maryland gave us a wet welcome, but turned it out for the show; a…


in which there is an attempt at commitment

Folks talk about Wednesdays being the WORST, but for me, Tuesdays offer up the greatest challenge. Mondays are terrific, full of promise and excitement and plans, and Wednesdays are my half- way point- almost home free! By Thursday I can almost smell the weekend and I’m starting to plan out time with Sam and friends, and hell, then Friday comes and…


in which there are very few surprises

Hey, friends! Remember when I told you that when my Craftsy class went live I’d tell you, and you wouldn’t be able to miss it? TODAY IS THAT DAY. You can find my class right here, y’all. HAPPY, HAPPY DAY, and thanks so much for being such an awesome cheering squad. You’re the best! (Hey, want to see a preview?…


in which I give things away

So now that I’ve talked about my fears a little, I should tell you that they’ll all come to a head this month. IT’S COOL. I AM COOL. At least as cool as I get, which, depending on who you ask is either incredibly not at all cool or you know, relatively chill. Awww, friends, it’s going to be terrific.…


in which we talk around and about fear

When I logged on this afternoon I had intended to lay down the bones of the skin care post, but two sentences in that just felt wrong- dishonest in a “well, this isn’t what I’m here for today” kind of way. If you write, you know what I mean: it’s a bit like being in a conversation where all you’re actually accomplishing…