Arthritis is a metaphor for … something. Or maybe responses to it are the metaphor? I’ve been rereading, or at least skimming, books by Elizabeth Goudge, an English writer who died in 1974. One of her lesser known works is The Rosemary Tree. I was deliberately looking for it because I remembered the description of [...]
Changing routines, quotes from Saint Augustine
I’m trying to change various parts of my life around: unimportant things like which day I go to the grocery store, and important parts like which days I visit my grandchildren. However, the first result of such changes is to confuse myself about what day it is. This is Friday. Blog post. Today I have [...]
After Action Report — fiber festival
I had a lovely time in Berryville, Saturday and Sunday. I was also totally exhausted, both Saturday night and Sunday. I’m not sure I’m over it yet. But I learned a lot and said hello to hundreds of delightful people. I’m going to say first, that though I’ve been to the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival [...]
My first book tour…
Tomorrow, I'm traveling to Berryville, VA, to share my books at the Shenandoah Valley Fiber Festival, even though Hurricane Helene is supposedly going to cause a lot of rain, even up there in western/ northern Virginia. It’s raining today, and rain is forecast for Sunday but Saturday, tomorrow, is supposed to be scattered showers and [...]
Three little bits…
First ... I read a really annoying essay on a substack called Raised by Germans. It’s all about a girl who grew up in the 90’s and was, shocker of shockers, a tomboy. She thinks it was a new thing. I was a tomboy.But so were the majority of girls when I grew up. I [...]