I have a friend who participated in a quilting crawl of the Washington Coast. Her friend found some particularly interesting metallic thread, but was hesitant to buy it, unsure if she already had some stashed. She made a fatal error called her husband. "Honey, can you go into my quilting closet and tell me if…

Here’s a glimpse of our Sunday in Steveston, a fishing village south of Vancouver. That’s Chuck buying wild drug-free salmon (note the red sign on the fishing boat): It was a gray and gloomy day in Steveston, while it was bright and sunny up the mountain where we live. This is due to an unusual…

You know you have it bad when you don’t leave home without a knitting project in your purse. You know you have it bad when, while dining in a nice restaurant, you think "Oh my gosh I’ve spent three hours straight without thinking about my knitting!" You know you have it bad when you dream…

I have described myself as a packrat. There are things I have difficulty parting with. If I didn’t have it before, I am sure I caught this affliction from my mother-in-law. When she lived on a farm she told us, when she died, to burn down the shed because she was embarrassed about its contents.…

I am not Ms.Fashionality opting for function over form, nine times out of ten. My favorite shopping spots are LL Bean, Lands End and the clearance racks at Talbot’s. In my best attempt to keep my kids out of therapy, I read all the books and learned never to criticize their weight, hair or clothing.…

I am pulled to handpainted yarn with an attraction as strong as a rare earth magnet. In a yarn shop it gloms onto me, the only thing able to separate us being pair of knitting needles. I like patterns that highlight the colourplay of variegated or self striping yarn, hence my affinity for the Herringbone…

As a working mom of three kids I learned, almost too easily, that my priorities were not in my house keeping. However, we have a condominium in Washington that we rent out by the week, and we take responsibility for cleaning it between rentals. When my children were old enough to help out I explained…

The security guard at the park in Bellingham had quite the story to tell when he got home from work the other night. It was after dark, his shift about to end. Taking the guard dog out for one last pee for the night, he spotted a vehicle in the parking lot. The windows were…

It was a wonderful week with the prefect re-entry back into the noisy real world. When my kids returned from camp or a class trip I always asked them for the highlights – what was the best part and what was the worst. Often on the bus home they’d be preparing the answer to my…

I’m "out of touch" for New Year holiday, somewhere without phones or computers. Somewhere where it is so quiet, all I heard last night was a pack of howling coyotes. Just me and my knitting. To those who are waiting, thank you for your patience, I will send you a copy of my pattern when…