I've been anxious for days. Forehead pressed to the wall at night, pillow hugged against the belly wolves. Perhaps it's the onset of...

Rewind to last weekend. The man was on Oahu with my mother and a crow bar. I was at home with the boys, suddenly inspired to do stuff. Resu...

"I am a walking library of learning - bound in comely leather and suitable for stroking - at your service, should you fancy a bit of cu...

After a month and about a mile of splitty silk thread, it is done. And it weighs about a hundred pounds. Silk is really hard to work with - ...

A board book! With my pictures in it! I am boardy and delicious!  first page: some random page: I realized, looking at it, that my l...

Sunday was bottling day, and I was reverently presented with a towering beaker of amber liquid. Normally, I sniff the stuff thoughtfully, ta...

Look at the books. Look at your bookshelf. Look back at the books. I'm in a font.  Look at my chickens! They are so glossy!  Looks...

Two years ago this morning, I was standing in a waiting room with my butt hanging out of a hospital gown, scarfing down a take-out box of sc...

After four days of hauling boxes, walking up and down stairs, dragging ankle-children, and moving furniture, I felt as if I had been beaten ...

Moving is nearly done. We are rippling with mover-type muscles, living like pioneer people up in the cottage with no internets or phone. The...