A terribly old photo of Cream of Earl Grey that just happened to float up in the shape of a heart, perfectly. It all begins with the ea...

All around me now there is the subtle sounds and hints of Spring pushing her way into my surroundings. A small, tentative whisper to Fath...

The passing of Sundays has been quite relaxing of recently.  The day is spent largely in the presence of beautifully spun yarn  (the ...

I find my days lately full of creativity and the drive to make everything I set my eyes upon.  This feeling always comes around in Spring w...

As I sit here, a cup of cocoa close at hand, I think of all the time gone by since I was last here and it seems as though so much has chang...

Welcome cosy sweaters and changing leaves. Fireplace stories and pouring rains. Hearty foods from harvest past and cups of tea that nev...

I began sock knitting this year, with the help of a wonderful friend.  You know who you are and just how patient you can be. :) I start...

This wool has been so many things. Imaginary things. Disappointing things. Pulled apart things. Hopeful things. I feel as if it wi...

Cold wintery days are here. Small blustering gusts of snow glitter in the air and the cold nips at my nose now.  Time for hot cocoa wit...

Lately I can't stop thinking about the fun I'm going to have being hands on with my Autumn wardrobe.  This Wiksten tank patte...