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Here I am, drinking coffee in the garden of my step-son-in-law, Stonington, Connecticut. This was last Saturday, the morning after our return from France. Travel does not mean what it used to mean to...
Category: Making
Noticing
A new thought – I should really know how many trunks there are on the birch at the top of our driveway. So I counted them. Five. And there’s another birch next to it,...
Not knowing, but learning
I haven’t felt like blogging for a week. Every day, I say, I’ll post today. Then I don’t. Who knows what that’s about. I’m getting used to not having to find a reason for...
Winter into spring
Yesterday there was beautiful sunshine. We went to the Blue Hill Co-op to do our monthly big bulk grocery shopping. For two people, we sure do eat a lot of food. After this, we...
Allowing
I was feeling a little desperate for spring. Spending a lot of time fantasizing what it would be like in spring and summer around here. Walking glumly in the grit and grime with dirty...
In sympathy with snow
Lots of snow falling today (Saturday). I just love it. To celebrate, I’m stitching lots of white three-inch squares from unbleached muslin. I got this cloth from an unfinished project my mom had in...
Cabin fever
I finished nine cabin patches. A very interesting process. I felt some part of my brain was retraining (or – rebelling?). Something about order and chaos. I can’t say I’m settled on an approach...