All Hollows, Always —

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I love Halloween. I'm sure there are dozens of people who say this every year, but I really, really love Halloween. When I was littl...

It's over!! —

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I have a blog post from about a month ago that begins with something like... "The Doo told me I'm neglecting my blog..." and t...

Almost there Mom, almost there —

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Mom's scarf, lounging in the sun So, my mother's scarf is almost complete; I just have to learn how to crochet in order to make ...

Happy Winds-day! —

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This is just a mild spring zephyr compared to the big wind of '67. Or was it, uh, '76? Oh, well, no matter. Oh, I remember the big ...

Painting the Entire House, or the Art of Unavoidable Avoidance —

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If I was a good blogger, I would have taken some pictures of our house before we were painting it so that you could see the travesty that wa...

Un Crochet ou Deux Crochets? —

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A question was recently posted on Wendy Bernard's blog, Knit and Tonic , that I found quite intriguing. She posed the question of why it...

Double Pointed Needles; or Stilettos, Corsets and Other Instruments of Torture —

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It is 3:15 in the morning. The joints in my hands are killing me. My beautiful sky blue alpaca yarn is splitting and developing a fuzzy halo...

Inventing as you go, or The Art of Failure —

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The idea of failure has preventing me from doing many things in my life thus far. Those things would be impossible to enumerate simply by vi...

Empty Nest Syndrome —

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I'm not a mother, but I think I understand how a mother feels when her babies leave the nest. Actually, no, I shouldn't say that. I...

Dracula's collar —

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Dracula's collar is finished. I've set it atop my basket of yarn in order to demonstrate the nice pictures my new camera takes. Pref...

Views from a Shut-in —

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Right now in New York, all the cool kids are taking pictures of the winter snow storm and posting them on their blogs, sending them to news ...

Double Knitting, or the Art of Refusing to Learn —

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There could not be a better time for me to learn how to double knit. As of yesterday, when my first attempt at double knitting occurred, I s...

Making Halloween —

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It is a blustery, wet day in New York City. If it were slightly cleaner, if the buildings looked older and the streets were still cobbleston...

The day before —

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It is the day before my 29th birthday. I am not a published writer. I am not doing something I love. I do not like waking up in the morning....