C is for Contra dance, and Clogging–two long-standing passions of mine (and two things that are downright tough to photograph). I haven’t talked about either enough here on the blog, because I’ve been dealing with a few chronic injuries over the last several years, and it’s been keeping me off the dance floor more than […]

I spent last weekend with the other Preachainees, celebrating Imbolc the best way we know how–with forges.  Imbolc is Brigid’s holiday, and Brigid is all about creation and transformation, poetry and smithcraft.  We keep Imbolc really casual, because it’s generally very cold outside, which makes planning a camping event tough.  We converge on someone’s house, […]

Sallyjo suggested this great meme, and I was excited to participate: post a photo of a bookshelf that is revealing about your self. Well, really, this is pretty darn easy for me.  I apologize for the flash-induced greasiness.  But there are the opening shelves of our library, and the beginning of my Celtic Studies collection.  […]

I studiously ignored the sockyarn blanket for weeks (WEEKS!) while working away on gifts.  But now Christmas has past, and I can only spend so much time chained to the sewing machine making sock bags.  Speaking of sock bags, I’m almost done with a big batch of sock bags.  I’ll try to post photos, but […]

I’m one of those people who knows a lot about global geography but gets lost on the way to her best friend’s house, and plans at least an extra hour of travel time for unexpected detours.  Since I go on a fair number of road trips by myself, and since I make an even worse […]

Every Samhain is about autumn, and harvest, and friendship for us. This year was also about puppies: this is Maggy.  She and her sister Molly moved in with Scaigheagh’s family. And horses.  I particularly love greys and dapples. Horses particularly love cider, and Scott. (See that pole way in the background?  That’s the Maypole we […]

Look at all of the sewing I did in that three crazy weeks of sewing.  4,365 inches.  Nearly 364 feet.  Noice.  And then I barely bothered to clothe anyone.  Because of the weather, and the lazy.  I took terribly few pictures on vacation this year.  I blame the weather–first it was so hot that we […]