Zakka Sewing

I’ve been trying to talk myself into doing some larger patchwork projects. Not quite a quilt, but I have several larger projects in mind I’ve been plotting. Also, I have a growing pile of scrappy pieces of cute fabric that need a good home. Sometimes I go...

Fashionista March: Brights

Dear Kara, Your suggestion at “brights” for our March fashion blog had my heart rate up. I am not a “brights” or a “tights” kinda gal. Those Forever Underage stores? Make me want to run toward Chicos with all my credit cards out at...

Buddies

The Chacito is WNM’s best friend. Even if they can’t agree how to share toys. Or the couch. Or the bed. Or kibble. ~K  

Spring?

I’m very hesitant to share, but can’t help myself. Lean a bit closer and I’ll whisper my secret. I know. I know. I’m probably going to jinx myself, but want to hear it anyway? I thought so. Here it goes: this first Denver winter? Please. Not...

The Color of the Desert

The color of the Arizona desert is not brown or taupe or saguaro green. Nor prickly pear ruby red, nor eggplant Superstition purple, or even the color of the golden omnipresent sun. It is turquoise. A vibrant series of hues found in backyard swimming pools, jewelery...

Mating Season

I received an email last week that was good for a giggle. The Denver Zoo sent a cheeky update about their new polar bear — a 12-year-old male named Lee on loan from the Detroit Zoo — and how March-April is mating season. They might have hinted at how their...

They Eat Snakes

  What’s cuter than a bunch of Denver Zoo mongooses napping together? (One little girl nearby exclaimed, “Mama! They’re snuggling!”) A pair nuzzling. Or perhaps, this one who took after my own heart: the full sunshine napper. Nice tan,...

On Writing: Practice

Phew. What a crazy couple of weeks it has been around the Heirloom Homestead. I’ve finished a class on narrative at Lighthouse and have been working steadily on novel #2. I’m in the middle of chapter 14 — what I’d guess is half-way through...