As I mentioned last week-ish, during that phase when I was posting zippo, I went to the Smithsonian folklife festival with Bodwin, Ruadhan, Mapgirl, and Kevin.  It was blazing hot, but the festival covered Virginia, Northern Ireland, and the Mekong Delta.  So we couldn’t miss it. I tell you, I have never considered so decorating […]

Lots of hand sewing going on, though nothing of interest, really.  Hemming, mending, and finishing up some stuff that needs to get out of the basket.  But yards and yards of fabric are now pressed and ready for cutting, so maybe the sweat shop will open this week.  Oh, also, Janet, Colleen, Marta, and I […]

So, I finished copying all of our music to my new ipod this weekend, after more than a week of slavish tending.  Sheesh, what a pain.   I discovered that a few of our discs grew wings, which wasn’t much of a surprise.   Still, losing four out of 800 or so isn’t so bad.  And none […]

I’ve been meaning to write.  I know you don’t want to hear any excuses, and I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about me and sewing, and me and spinning, and me and the kitchen.  Well, none of them are true.  I may have picked up a few needles with eyes lately, but they’re not really […]

Beltaine is the Irish word both for the month of May and for the festival that commemorates the height of spring.  Literally translated, it means “bright fire.”  I could talk about what Beltaine is all about, but I’ll just show you instead. First, Rowan, Etaine and I crossed the Potomac at White’s Ferry: And then […]