There was a wee forest creature named Gordon.  He was a Woodin, and he was lost.  Somehow, he had come out of the deep forest and landed on a porch in the suburbs.  He tried to adapt, but sitting in a potted geranium wasn’t the same as climbing the high forest oaks.

Without another Woodin, he [...]

Once upon a time there was a special princess, born on an autumn island, swirling with leaves of gold, amber, and ruby. Her parents, the king and queen, loved her very much (of course they did – this is that kind of story). They watched over the princess, as all parents do, but [...]

Wantwantwantwant.
(Insane, acquisitive moment of the day brought to you by boingboing.)

I was chatting with my mom the other night about simple tasks and the fine line between appealing simplicity and tedium.  I think no matter how dynamic a person may be, they will enjoy a pursuit that someone else would label, “Warning: this task is so dull it could put a Buddhist monk to sleep.”  [...]

At long last, I have finished the “Print o’ the Wave.”
I blocked it carefully (isn’t my blocking board attractive?  Portrait of lace project on trash bag on guest bed…”)

I waited patiently.  (Okay, I visited it a few times throughout yesterday).  I unpinned it this morning.  It was very cool to the touch in the chill [...]

We’ve had the loveliest weekend here.  It’s suddenly Fall: cool, dry, sunny and gorgeous.  I’ve made bread, and I’m wearing a homemade sweater and homemade socks, so I’m not sure I could be any happier (well, a fire in the fireplace would also do me some good). 
The cats have been mellow, also, enjoying the open [...]

Ignore your own process (or lack thereof) and obsess over someone else’s perfect design.
Seriously - does Hanne Falkenberg know she designed the world’s most perfect sweater jacket for me? The woman’s got my number. It’s a lovely colorway, so deceptively simple, structured yet easy, and….
…And I really, really want one of those kits. [...]

I have discovered that I design the way I write. An idea percolates up, there is a small burst of mental activity. This mental burst may be accompanied by a corresponding activity, or it may just add to a picture of the finished product. Notes may or may not be taken. [...]

When I was a kid, I used to play Pente with Jayne Belanger.  She would beat me and I would feel dumb.  I would beat her and she would feel dumb. 
It all boiled down to the fact that she built her stones in lines of up and down, side-to-side.  I built mine in diagonals.  When [...]

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