Three dozen

Tomorrow I turn thirty-six, which surprises me more than it should. I really don’t think of myself that way and the reality of a year rolling over is rather a shock. I suppose no one really pictures themselves as a particular age (unless you’re just turning nineteen or whatever age is legal drinking/voting/getting killed for…

Left turn without signalling

This post is not about fibre, art or really anything in particular. Pull the wheel hard to the left (so you don’t go off the tracks) and read on… John and I had two days without Katherine this weekend, which were marred only by John’s massively infected feet (which will hopefully be on the mend…

Eye of the beholder

I have two pieces on the design wall at present and both are further along than you might think. As a rule, I dislike showing works in progress on the blog, not because I fear plagiarism (there are plenty of other more appealing folk out there from whom thieves might steal) nor because I fear…

An early birthday present

My darling husband hit the nail on the head this year on the birthday present front. He (with the help of Tara Bryan) tracked down some good watercolour brushes from what used to be M. Francis Kelly*and presented them to me yesterday, over a week before my actual birthday. Today I get a chance to…

Recipe: Roasted tomato pasta sauce (super-easy!)

Like most families, we don’t have a lot of spare time. Also like (or at least, I want to believe like) most families, we try valiantly to eat healthily and with as little processed food as possible. This becomes even more critical when two of the individuals are watching their food intake for the purposes…