Skeins, Spools & Stories

The chill seeps into my bones as I open the door to walk the dogs, and I lament that I still cling to my twelve-year-old self's conviction that a coat is rarely necessary. You’d think the intervening forty-some years would have taught me a thing or two...

Crafting connections through yarn and words, this blog is where creativity, community, and contemplation intertwine.