Monday, October 29, 2012

Personal Coasters

October, 2012

I decided to open up the shop again. 


Tuesday, October 23, 2012


pretty cotton, 2012

I'm not sure what it is yet.  The pattern tells me it is a dishcloth, but it's just too pretty.  Washcloth?  I thought it might be a trivet, but Merriam-Webster says trivets have legs or feet and are typically made of metal.  A place to rest a hot pot?  A place mat?  Oh, I know.  How about a doily?  But what does one do with a doily?  And must they be circular?

Thank you in advance for your assistance.


Saturday, October 20, 2012

A Good Day

Contentment, 2012

Knitting with Mom.
Anchovies on pizza.
Prosecco with Dad.

Friday, October 19, 2012

I wanted to know.

Belmont, 2012

The pale yellow leaves of October were everywhere but there.  I drank cappuccino while perched on a stool in a cafe just off Clark on Belmont.  My old neighborhood.  Angry youth howled from the corner speaker above my head.  I looked through the white coffee cup, doughnut, and small red dollar sign into my past.  Mom always wondered how it would feel to travel home without telling anyone.  I did too.

Thursday, October 11, 2012


Tuesday, October 9, 2012

What They See From Their Windows

"Naked Lady" flowers, 2012

Have I told you about Windows On The World?  It is a wonderful series.  Writers from around the world share what they see from their windows and Matteo Pericoli draws those windows.  

Take a look.

Monday, October 8, 2012


September Sky, 2012

My camera has served me as a tool for escape and container for memory.  Photography has never been a comfortable medium for articulating my thoughts.  I no longer mind.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

All You Really Need

Writing, 2012

Learn to write anywhere, at any time, in any conditions,
With anything, starting from nowhere.
All you really need is your head, the one indispensable

-excerpt from Verlyn Klinkenborg's Several short sentences about writing