At the dump, there’s a pile for mattresses. I like their old style.
Crayons, drawing. More from the summer early morning project here.
Winding some of the most gorgeous sock yarn. I only ever want to work with this. More from the early morning summer project here.
Getting back into the knitting game with swift speed; coffee, porch, master sock design–toe up, afterthought heel.
My first nephew, Tyler John Wolf, was born on May 17 2012. This baby had me at first hold and keeps me with every hand grab.
I’ve always loved the way my feet feel with really cold tile underfoot. Even in winter. But this is summer; it still feels good. More from the early morning summer project here.
Early morning road trip alone to New Hampshire, results in quick stop for a coffee, how I always do.
This summer is all about refusing to unpack my bag from whatever trip I’ve returned from. Just pick items out slowly, and go.
Summer cannonballs and general silliness with my siblings. We should never have to grow up.
Spying the water from shore, Nantasket Beach, Hull.
It’s about that time of year again; the wonder corgi, sir winston churchill, getting a boat ride or 100.
French toast breakfast made for me by the glorious r.r. Many thanks abound.