Remains of the Day

Signs of Spring at Lunchtime Released form the redbrick prison of my days I walk, hands in pockets, past picnic table, broken ash can,...

As I hope you know, April is National Poetry Month, and to get in the spirit of things, I decided to do another Month of Poetry, writing a p...

The amazing Kate Hopper , about whom I've written here many times before, tagged me on this writer blog meme. I took two of Kate's ...

Last week, I dropped M's quilt off to be long-arm quilted, so naturally, I immediately started thinking about quilts for E and Z. Their...

Last week we made one last attempt at iceskating. After a little warm weather and some rain, followed by a few really cold days, ...

Despite the nor'easter forecast for tomorrow, It's coming friends, it's coming.

This month has been knitting season (and it appears to be green knitting season--St. Patrick's Day? Spring?). I came up with a solution...