Pearl the Squirrel

It's been two full months since I last wrote. There are lots of reasons why, including the suspicion that blogging may be on the way ou...

Some days I worry that my love of yarn is overtaking my love of fabric. I do believe they can co-exist, but there are only so many hours in...

Last night I went to bed late. I'd gotten up early and been at physical therapy (bunged my knee) at 7:40 a.m. I'd done an hour-and-...

I've decided that while I'm finishing up my book (see previous post, numeral 1), the only way Pearl the Squirrel posts will exist i...

Last week was horrific: bombings, explosions, the death and maiming of innocent bystanders and volunteer firefighters. On top of it, the we...

Yes, I am currently knitting-obsessesed. Blocking my Dovetail Cowl and knitting another Elfin baby bonnet . Stumbled across this this mor...

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...

Elfin Bonnet from the front So, my week of lots of work-related deadlines has most fortunately been punctuated by opportunities to get ...

Lisa Wilcox Case It's a little after the fact, but I thought I'd share some of the photos I shot for the master knitting ce...

Phil (2011-12) by Chuck Close: work and detail If you've spent any time at art museums, you've undoubtedly seen the work of C...

This Thanksgiving we decided to make a quick trip to Southern California to see my folks, and my youngest daughter was able to join...

The newspaper pattern we created to make a-line skirts  I am one of those people who can't resist things. I cut out myriad recipes,...