13: Advent

Amy Butler birdie bag — sewn as a belated wedding gift for a girlfriend. Today’s blessing is perfection in practice. I hate it when trite sayings are true — but let’s be honest. Who isn’t better at something after doing it a dozen times?...

12: Advent

I have a new roommate; it seems my tiny guest room always has some geographic orphan curled up under one of my mama’s quilts. During the last eight years, I’ve given the room to: an elementary school teacher, a South African moving to Canada, a Zimbabwean...

11: Advent

My life is so very different today from just one year ago; last December, I was furiously counting pennies for a small non-profit, hoping with all my might we’d meet our fundraising goal to be able to squeak by on our end-of the-year bills. It was my seventh...

10: Advent

Imitation is the highest form of flattery, right? This photo has been in my flickr favorites queue for a while. I love the contrast of colors, the warm design and the simplicity. So, with a couple skeins of an alpaca + wool blend, I did my best to recreate the cowl....

9: Advent

The sprouts of Brussels are misunderstood. I know as a kid, these were one of two vegetables my mother never prepared, much to the heavy suggestion of my father. (The other banned veggie was (is) lima beans.) It wasn’t until I spent time with a friend in the...