I’m not much for poetry. I enjoy it in small bursts, but you won’t find me pouring over books of sonnets for hours on end. When it came time to choose readings for our wedding, I came across Seamus Heaney’s Scaffolding and it instantly struck more than one chord with me. It’s about building, and read more
I’m testing a new theme out in hopes that it will mean that I blog more–or at all. I’m thinking of doing more short posts with some of my favorite photos. Since I got a new smartphone, I’ve been leaving my dSLR home more and more and I want to get back to take more read more
In September, I picked up this amazing 4 ounce polwarth top from Kate at woolgatherings at Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival. I loved everything about it, and I knew it needed to be spun and quickly, so less than two weeks later I had this yarn: 450 yards of fingering weight three-ply, I kept staring read more
This holiday season has been a tough one for me, but I’ve been working hard to find joy alongside my sadness. Happy holidays to everyone, may your days be filled with as much joy, peace and love as can be packed into them!
It’s been a hard year, but I’m thankful for: My husband. Derek has been my rock through this year’s tumult and I love him more and more every day. My family; immediate, extended and in-law. The hole in my life where my dad is missing is painful and hard, but the rest of my family read more
Today is National Bundt Day. Stacie pinned The Food Librarian’s celebration of the bundt cake recently and since I love a bundt cake (delicious cake, little to no frosting, perfect for unfancy days without a lot of fuss), I decided I need to join in. I baked the blueberry lemon bundt from martha stewart and read more
Today would have been my father’s 58th birthday. Instead, he is gone and I am still desperately trying to piece back together my absolutely shattered heart. It seems fitting that I share my inadequate eulogy for my father here today. I’m going to be spending the day with my husband, celebrating my father with a read more
Mom with Derek and I in our backyard in June, 2011. Today is my mothers’s birthday. I’m sure if you asked how old she is, she’d tell you she’s “old enough to know better.” I cannot tell you all how wonderful my mother is. She’s my support, my good friend, one of my biggest cheerleaders read more
Seen in the parking garage when leaving Sock Summit late yesterday evening: That blob on parking guy’s knee there? Let’s take a closer look: Yup. Parking lot yarn detritus. The knitters were here.
My birthday this year is bittersweet. I’m excited to be turning 30, excited for the start of a new decade of my life and excited because I just plain love birthdays. But it’s a hard day in that it’s the first birthday my dad isn’t here to sing happy birthday to me. When I turned read more
I do not profess to be either good or speedy at cross-stitch. I generally leave the cross-stitch pieces to my mother (who is very good, and far speedier than I am) but not too long ago I came across some great, simple pieces on etsy that have called out to me. One of these is read more
I’m writing a second blog these days, one that is more personal. As a part of my coping and healing process, I’ve started writing letters to my father. I kept writing them in my head, but wanted to record them in a less sieve-like way for days when my memories have faded. Obviously, I’m not going to forget the important things, but there are so many tiny little things that I don’t want to lose.