One person’s point of view.
My dad left us last Monday.
Keeping track, knitting on.
A golden age of honest human stories.
Sonya’s scrapbook on the joy of getting together and making together.
Hmmm. What are relationships actually for?
Re-entry at your own pace.
Oh, hey: How’s my side of the street looking?
Finishing a sweater as an analogy for finishing a book.
When you find yourself tripped up by the basics.
Making and wearing that make you feel good.
On the handmade wardrobe as self-love.
On bringing a small bit of order to the chaos.