Knitting school . . . . .

Two classes start up this week, and I am hopping all over collecting up yarns and preparing binders of notes. I love this preparation time. My hands are busy winding yarn, keying in all those knitting words that make my brain quake!  Even collating feels divine!...

it’s a Stanfield’s kind of day. . . .

    Cardigan and I do a lot of daily walking and hiking, especially when we can spend whole days together during the summer holidays. We are lucky to live in a beautiful seaside neighbourhood – thank you wonderful landlords who continue to rent your sweet...

feeling the wind. . . .

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?  I am sorry about that.  Today I am feeling the beautiful wind and a tinge of freedom.  Ahhh. . . . .  The reality of having two careers is that they collide now and then, and this term has been one of careful planning and...

a closer look at that pesky steek. . . .

Getting ready to cut a steek might feel a little bit like making that long climb up to the high diving board. There is comfort in the rhythm of each step up, and each squeeze of the railing, but you know when you get there, you are going to have to jump. I have a...