A progress report A lot has, and has not happened in spinning world in the past few months. I haven’t used up all the spinable fiber. The great wheel’s hub has been repaired. Hubby made me six spools for the smaller wheel. After a few more tweaks, the smaller wheel…

The woes of the cost of materials in an affluent society As a maker, I sometimes wish for the good old days. Not because they were necessarily better, mostly they weren’t. Not because I am now old, though by some calendars I guess that I am. Let me start by…

In circles, and every other direction. There are three spinning wheels (and a lot of related stuff) under this roof that I call home. Last week, I decided it was time to do something with them. At that time, none was strictly functional. …

But it is not what you think. Every time I walk the corridor alongside the den in my house, out of the corner of my eye, I see this dark black hole in the floor. A hole in the floor? I need to get that fixed. I stop, turn to…

Interesting beats fun most days… Someone remarked that I was an interesting person the other day. For me, that’s a pretty high complement. I’m not much of a people person. I like having a few good friends. Not as much interested in having lots of casual friends. Now, don’t get…

A friend of my husband texted recently that he was looking for a pottery wheel for his wife. He wondered if I had any good sources or advice. Seriously, that’s not an easy question to answer without a lot more information. Like most tools, there’s a huge variation in cost…

Because there’s no such thing as normal. I am embarking on the first day, of the first full week of the new regular. Part of getting to this point in the journey was the recognition that ‘normal’ is not a state that truly exists. …

I love seasonal candy: Candy Corn in the fall, followed by Candy Canes for Christmas, Conversation Hearts (the original Necco kind, please), Peeps. If you’ve suggestions for the rest of the year, please share. It’s a long time between Peeps and Candy Corn. I generally use the candy as part…

When you stop beating me up for money, maybe I’ll appreciate what you are doing. I suppose if I could have looked up the correct address I might have mailed this directly to you. …