The 1764 Shepherdess

It’s that time of year when I start dreaming up a holiday just for me, the kind where I head off to another place, leave the mister at home, and fully do my own thing. After a fair amount of pondering, I finally decided, bought my round-trip ticket, and mapped…

As we’ve been sorting through our stashes, those treasures gathered over months, years, and for some of us, decades, it feels like the right moment to talk about something equally important: setting realistic, meaningful goals for the making year ahead. Not the rigid kind. Not the guilt-soaked kind. The kind…

Up until January 23, I had knit every single day. I think it was something I needed after carrying the lingering winter crud into the new year. When I didn’t pick up my needles, even for a few minutes on the current sock project, I felt a surprising flicker of…

Working through one’s stash of handspun can be a tricky thing. Sometimes it feels like you’ve met the yarn that never ends. Case in point: these two skeins of handspun that I decided would become a single colorwork hat or so I thought.