This is what my hands looked like over the weekend. Dirty climbing hands. As the rope runs through your metal gear and across the dust...

Up, up, and away .... from the western desert to the eastern megalopolis. New York. It was a quick trip. No time for sightseeing, except for...

It is ... a prickly time for me. Seriously, I can't believe anyone survives their dissertation with their sanity intact!

My wedding shawl. Yards of "print o' the wave" lace knitting in ivory alpaca. I wore it at my wedding , and at a family wedd...

A few weeks ago, I did my spring garden clean-up. And in pulling out the dead stalks from the madder plants, I accidentally pulled up a bit...

I finished the canary-yellow shawl. What a BURST of sunshine! I have to admit, up until the blocking I wasn't sure I liked it. The yarn...

just a day trip, a wee excursion to Tom's Thumb Mountain Man climbed I did, too. but also got in a few stitches. and here's what...

Change of scenery ... flew back east for a work trip to Boston ... And with all the travel -- planes, trains, buses -- I made good progress ...

We went to The Refuge last weekend. We had beautiful weather. Blue skies. Sunshine. And the desert was beginning its spring bloom. Here...

Sometimes a blast of SUNSHINE is just what you need. Or yellow yarn. That matches the Arizona sunshine and the yellow grapefruits hanging ri...

Wow. The last two weeks have passed in the blink of an eye. I've been sitting on this post all this time, weighed down by the burden of...