August 13, 2005
Last year at the Martingale Press sale I paid a whopping 3 buckaroos for my stitch-of-the-day calendar-- you know the one? It stands up on your desk and the pages flip over a fat spiral binding. It's a perpetual calendar...
November 15, 2004
I must be a terribly suggestible person. At least two blog authors have recently mentioned painting. Saturday my garage beckoned me to the cans of paint sitting there, the fireplace and trim in the Parlor sang songs of longing for...
October 22, 2004
I polled the wheels of Icelandic yarn. None of them wanted to be cats. "We've worked hard to get where we are today," the medium brown told me. "We don't want to be 'cute' and we don't want to be...
October 19, 2004
We've gone from our season of glorious summertime straight into the lugubrious bummertime in just a matter of a week. Sunshine to shadow; energizing to enervating. From now until next June we will have an endless parade of rain,...
October 17, 2004
October 11, 2004
Something tells me it is Monday. This is strange, since yesterday was Saturday. I look around and see evidence of activity I do not recall. How did that box of Nilla Wafers get on my desk? When did I take...
October 08, 2004
Happy Holler is astir with election talk. The universe of Fugasma, as you know, holds elections once every ten years, so that the planets themselves do not have to interrupt their daily lives nor affect their productivity by worrying about...
October 05, 2004
When life throws you curves, you have to learn to bend. And when Murphy pays you a visit and lays down his law, you should invite him in for a drink-- after a while everything will be just fine...
October 04, 2004
Our wee poodle would like to announce that we are now into the wonderful month of Sherloctober, when on cold mornings he enjoys lying on the hearth in front of the warm fireplace. It's the season when everyone gets...
September 30, 2004
When you are hit with a series of events that are not all positive, you start to question a lot of things in your life. It would be nice if we could inspect our lives every so often without having...
May 01, 2003
Here is my May Basket. I've traded in the bloom of youth for the catharsis of the Cosmopolitan. A spree of sheepy shopping shall replace a sally 'round the maypole, and the serendipity of Spring will not be compromised. M'aidez!...
April 29, 2003
I sit here with my Voice-Activated Knitter's Guide, into which I have fed the graph for the Varg Pojken (Reindeer Sweater). I've asked it to synthesize the voice of Sean Connery and to emit the cherry fragrance of a slowly...
February 15, 2003
The nice neat progress pictures you've been seeing so far are the result of me taking the time to pin up the LaJ on my blocking board, smoothing out all the bumps and taking the photo. In real life, just...
February 13, 2003
The leaves are getting fuller! I am starting to name each leaf, more about that tomorrow. And the no-brainer project that I'm working on when I'm too tired for LaJ... I'm calling it "The Laurel-Linette" sweater because those two people...
February 04, 2003
Hanks & Hammers has been around a long time. Polly McFeeters opened it back in 1952, right after her husband was killed in a freak accident. Elrod McFeeters had been one of the best dyers in Quip County, and by...
The town of Farinough runs longways north and south along the new Milpower Highway. Local residents pronounce the name as “fair enough” and you can always tell a newcomer because they call it “far enough” which in their case might...
February 03, 2003
Eleanor Gustoff was a friend of mine all the way up until she started knitting with licorice. It wasn’t that trying new materials for children’s pullovers was such a bad idea, and it wasn’t even that a whiff of licorice is...
