What do we do when we feel overwhelmed with everything we can’t control? Does everybody have this feeling or is it just those of us with a tendency towards anxiety? I am thinking it all goes back to expectations and plans. I see it in the simple, daily things: I take the kids to the… Continue reading Ripples
I had a dream last night. I don’t often remember my rêves, but this one is sticking with me. My teeth were yellowed with large white splotches, gums red and irritated, and when I touched a tooth, I discovered it was loose, about to fall out. Despite the impending loss of all my teeth, and… Continue reading La Rêve
Two weekends ago, I traveled a mere 102 miles from my home to teach at the Pittsburgh Knit and Crochet Festival. I had a great time teaching Elizabeth Zimmerman’s Stonington Shawl as well as a class on Finishing Hand Knits. There is marketplace at the festival, with vendors of yarn, spinning fiber, beads for knitting,… Continue reading Knitting With Tricotlore in Pittsburgh
Today we are taking advantage of one of the great benefits of homeschooling: Flexibility! Since Dad’s birthday celebration is after he gets home from work, we used the morning to run errands. We had a couple of presents to pick up, ingredients for a cake to be bought, and an unplanned activity: defending myself as… Continue reading Why aren’t you in school?!
I wanted to have a place where I could write some of the quotes I am coming across in my daily readings. I am often inspired by others’ words, in poetry, in prose, and in regular conversation. Here are a couple of “Mots Justes” from Jonathan Swift: “Vision is the art of seeing what is… Continue reading Les quotes qui m’inspirent
La méduse: Jellyfish I have been inspired by jellyfish, or, more accurately, by a knitted jellyfish on a preschooler’s BBC program. Sarah and Duck is written for 3 and 4 year olds, but everyone in our family has become attached to the soft-spoken girl with her unique world and friends of all ages and interests. … Continue reading La méduse
Well, here I am again, trying to journal and chronicle a day’s or week’s or month’s worth of thoughts to convince myself that I am not completely wasting my time. All the days seem to fly by with rarely something tangible to show for them. Most evenings lately find me recounting the day’s events… Continue reading Life outside of the boxes