The realm of the possible
Twenty years ago, sometime between 1992 and 1994 (which, according to the Internet was the only years it ran), my
Mischief Managed!
It’s been another one of those weeks. I started a long, rambling, stream-of-consciousness post about chronic pain yesterday on my
BTF Episode 9: Connections to the Past
In which I talk about how fibre arts connect us to the past, discuss the plethora of resources I’ve been
I think I must be doing it wrong
So this weekend, I had a fit of tidying up here on the main floor of the house. As part
Spring snowshower
This morning, I woke up to this. I promptly said aloud, “WHAT THE EVER LOVING GOODNESS GRACIOUS IS THAT?” Okay,