Like Grandma

A friend checked in on how I was doing yesterday. I haven't knit for at least eight years. In fact I'd cleaned out my knitting yarn stash a few years back (keeping all my needles and supplies, just letting go of the odd yarn) in a Kon-Mari spree. My stash was a reasonable size because … Continue reading Like Grandma


I’ve never been confused by a wig. I’ve been confused by people’s choice of wigs, sure, who hasn’t? But to fundamentally not understand a wig’s construction and intent is new to me. Maybe it’s just the lack of wigs in my life. If I had more connection to wigs, a great number of them interacting … Continue reading Wiggity-whack