Month: November 2015

Warm Hands

Three nieces with birthdays in a two week period means a trio of gifts. This year’s mittens:


The first is Cascade 220 Superwash Paints; the other two are in Willow Yarns Daily Worsted knit with my made-up pattern.


(I just realized the Cascade 220 Superwash Paints is discontinued and I’m wondering about a cyber shopping spree. 🙂 )



I’m in a hotel in Ottawa watching CNN broadcast video from the Halifax airport where an Air France plane was diverted because of apparent threats. The world seems very small tonight. Small and uncertain.

The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps the greater.


J.R.R. Tolkien

The Lord of the Rings

On the Media and Reporting

In my post yesterday I said that there were no words, but that wasn’t quite true.  I wasn’t sure I could articulate what I wanted to say. I’m still not sure I can.  I’ve been watching the video of people running in the streets of Paris scared that another attack was underway.  I can’t imagine the fear that they must…

Well Lit

I know it’s a bit early but today I put up my outside Christmas lights. I try to put them up on a nice-ish day in late October or early November, but usually don’t turn them on until December.  I don’t know why I consider it such a victory when they’re done; maybe it’s my irrational fear of climbing ladders. (Given…