Last week I hopped on jet plane heading east through the blue, blue sky to return to a land of conifers and fresh snowfall, a land of wintr...

Last weekend, we headed east out of Phoenix for a day of climbing in the Superstition Mountains. I had two goals, outside of climbing: fir...

The time has come for me to tell the saga of the Holiday Art Party. It was a holiday gathering for Mountain Man's department with the a...

To recover from Thanksgiving, Mountain Man and I went for an 8 mile hike along Cave Creek, which is about an hour and a half north of Phoeni...

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain. We haven't had rain in Phoenix for months, so this was a blissful music to hear. Only thin...

Mountain Man and I headed into the depths of Devil's Canyon yesterday for a day of climbing. It was gorgeous, with these amazing spire...

Prickly pear fruits yield the most gorgeous, luscious, magenta juice that you can imagine. Naturally, when I'd juiced a batch for jam...

For quite some time I've been thinking about writing a series of patterns that are inspired by textures in nature and that highlight unu...

Can you tell that I'm happy with my fresh-off-the-needles top? Yay! Love it. It's a simple tube knit out of Rowan purelife organic...