Pearl the Squirrel

Phew! I'm a bit discombobulated right now and I haven't finished half this month's comings and goings. But suffice it to say th...

The month before Christmas had more than its fair share of deadlines, and Pearl the Squirrel suffered serious neglect. My Thanksgi...

I've got a poster in my house that belonged to my grandparents. In it, a robust and smiling young maiden with long black braids an...

In my previous post I mentioned a three-hour drive to Decorah, and it was to visit Seed Savers for today's post on Etsy . I'd been t...

[ We interrupt this textile blog for some important announcements about food. ] Between the Farmer's Market and grocery store's ...

Although I may be new at blogging, I do realize that ten days between posts is pushing it. I mean, I even had a Pearl the Squirrel follower ...

A day spent in preparation for Christmas (after French toast and sausage at the Bluebird diner). Paul and I wrapped presents and got all the...