Another (fuzzy) photo to prove my Roma-love. Her appearance in my life was an utter surprise, and I can't believe my luck. She may be a little more responsibility than I expected to have on my plate for a while, but she's just so lovely and worth it.

And now, she has the jingling tags to prove it (appropriately enough, I think, in the shape of a big, red heart!)

Someone has a new owner, and it might be me...

New Hues

The return of color is evident from my recent photo-posts. Despite yesterday's sudden, strange thundersnow, blue and green are making a big comeback. As is pink, in the form of rosey-glowing cheeks.

I'm feeling healthy, and have things to look forward to (as well as a lot to get done in the present.) What more could a girl ask for? ( . . . maybe a little time to knit, walk the dog, and set up the sewing machine on my beautiful, refinished cabinet - photos to come . . . )

Up the garden path . . .

I just want to grow stuff.

Ciao, nuova amica!

Meet my new little gypsy, Roma.


She's so photogenic, if a little wiggly.















If anyone out there knows Italian, please excuse my poor guess at it!

Just lovely

This morning, I woke to a lovely sight:

These daffodils were bought yesterday as a bunch of unpromising stalks. What a difference a day makes . . .

Another F.O.!

Look look! It's the Anastasia Sock from pepperknit.com, knit up in Knitpicks' Essential in Ash. They are beautiful, and are my first pair of socks to actually fit and function like socks should! I've worn them even, and more than once.


A few weekends ago, my Anastasias made it to the Herbert Hoover National Historic Site in West Branch, Iowa. Here's a clip from the website:

Did You Know?
Herbert Hoover's vice president Charles Curtis was of almost half American Indian ancestry? Curtis’ mother was one quarter Kaw, one quarter Pottawatomie and one quarter Osage.

I didn't.

Ahoy!

My sweater and I have washed up on shore after a long battle at sea...















Okay, maybe that's a little dramatic, but after a few false starts and a long separation, Snow White is ready to be revealed.




She is perfect. Well designed, yarn of my dreams, coming to fruit at the right time of year.









I can promise better shots of the whole sweater, once I finish weaving in the ends and blocking. (and recruit my photoman.)