I live on a farm ... — yarn

I woke up at four o'clock this morning with my husband, but tried to sleep a bit more ... to no avail. I spent some time knitting on a pair of fingerless gloves (the "Fetching" pattern from Knitty.com's summer edition) as I watched a bit of Fox and Friends. I started them yesterday but only knit the first few rounds. This morning I knit a substantial amount of the hand part of the glove. I am using some of my Berroco Ultra Alpaca in Lavender Mix, and I do like the look of them so far. Rather than knitting the...

Green. My world is filled with green. I come from a place where we had about two days of green each year (Los Angeles) and I find myself in a place so lush and rich with water and soil nutrients that even the brown is green. Each day we have some beautiful sunshine with blue skies and puffy clouds skittering along followed, at some time day or night, by rain. This morning it rained early, but now the sun is shinning and reflecting off of the sweet water on the streets, on the lawn, and on the corn field. Our...

It is a beautiful, crisp and sunny almost the beginning of autumn day here. Last week we received more than three inches of rain ... some of it leaked into a downstairs closet through a problem area in our roof. On Saturday my husband and a good friend got up there and put a new surface on the section where we were having problems so hopefully I will be able to find a different use for our buckets, rag towels, and mops this week. Actually, this week I would like for all of those objects to remain unemployed. We also...

This is a soft, beautiful scarf my daughter designed and knit for me. She makes me such beautiful things, and I always love her taste in colors and textures. This is a classy scarf that doesn't demand attention, and yet it does gently add a touch of calm style to whatever outfit I wear it with. The day I first met my husband, I wore this scarf along with a cute little vintage, army fatigue colored jacket with sweet little vents in the back. I also wore a tissue t-shirt with a ballet scoop neck in the same blue as...

The night before last I asked my husband for his thoughts on what we should do to recognized September 11th. This would be our first year together on that date, and it seemed a good idea to put some conscious thought into what we would make of that date, what tradition we might set. We agreed extra prayers should be said, and that there should be quiet contemplation without morbid dwelling. And of course we agreed that the people who lost their lives and their loved ones deserve very much for people not to forget, not to push it to...