Several months after mom's death, I sorted through clothes and some personal items, but I never quite go around to going through the bulk of what was left behind. I moved into the bedroom and that was about it. It was beginning to feel like a living memorial to mom. Not only is mom not... Continue Reading →
Barndom knit along/kill along — same thing
WARNING: My non-knitting followers might want to skip this unless you're interested in a seeing a grown woman throw a tantrum. If you're entertained by someone else's nuking, by all mean, enjoy! I've been knitting for many years. Many, many, many years. I teach knitting. I read patterns and charts. I have charted patterns and written patterns... Continue Reading →
Socks, socks, stockings
I have been in a sock frenzy for a long time. Socks are an easy project to throw in my bag and carry with me. No one gets particularly upset if I'm knitting socks at a meeting. Since I don't have to look at what I'm knitting, people don't get annoyed thinking I'm ignoring them.... Continue Reading →