Yesterday was a phenomenal autumn day in Arizona. We left Phoenix in the morning, driving east past the old mining town of Superior and int...

It's Friday, end of the day, and I'm taking a few minutes to contemplate my weekend knitting. I've been working on a new proje...

I've been paying more attention to clouds, sparked by an interview I heard with someone from the Cloud Appreciation Society. I especi...

This Saturday, I woke up to a brilliant autumnal morning. Vivid blue skies. Strong, clear sunlight. I was staying with an artist friend i...

I'm sitting in a little cafe in Taos, mind reeling after an incredible, intensive, two-day natural dyeing workshop. The class was taugh...

I lovingly knit the last stitch on my baby blanket, and I'm positively beaming to share it with you .... I designed this blanket in an e...

Perfect moment: Wilderness. Knitting between rock climbs. Falcon crying overhead. Isis curled up my side ... Sitting upon my situpon , no...

This past weekend, Mountain Man and I loaded up the truck and headed up to mountains for camping and climbing, while I got in good, solid ho...

A "sit-upon" is described by the 1940 Girl Scout Handbook as follows: "It is not wise to sit or lie on damp ground, so put y...

I'm still recuperating after an incredible but thoroughly exhausting weekend in Flagstaff. Mountain Man and I headed north to escape th...

This top is about the redemption of my blue cotton top. I unraveled it all the way to the smocking and re-knit it. I made it slender this ...

The shawl is finished, and when I wear it, I feel as though I have wrapped the green Vermont hills around my shoulders. The colors are int...