I live on a farm ... — knitting

It is a beautiful, crisp and sunny almost the beginning of autumn day here. Last week we received more than three inches of rain ... some of it leaked into a downstairs closet through a problem area in our roof. On Saturday my husband and a good friend got up there and put a new surface on the section where we were having problems so hopefully I will be able to find a different use for our buckets, rag towels, and mops this week. Actually, this week I would like for all of those objects to remain unemployed. We also...

This is a soft, beautiful scarf my daughter designed and knit for me. She makes me such beautiful things, and I always love her taste in colors and textures. This is a classy scarf that doesn't demand attention, and yet it does gently add a touch of calm style to whatever outfit I wear it with. The day I first met my husband, I wore this scarf along with a cute little vintage, army fatigue colored jacket with sweet little vents in the back. I also wore a tissue t-shirt with a ballet scoop neck in the same blue as...

The night before last I asked my husband for his thoughts on what we should do to recognized September 11th. This would be our first year together on that date, and it seemed a good idea to put some conscious thought into what we would make of that date, what tradition we might set. We agreed extra prayers should be said, and that there should be quiet contemplation without morbid dwelling. And of course we agreed that the people who lost their lives and their loved ones deserve very much for people not to forget, not to push it to...

I have been awake since four this morning. My husband gets up every morning at four o'clock and gets to work by five. He works ten hours and gets home by three fifteen in the afternoon. I try to get all of my work completed by the time he gets home so we may spend the late afternoon and evening doing whatever we choose, together. Often "whatever we choose" is a responsibility of some kind such as mowing the lawn (a three-hour task), driving to another small town about an hour away to see his mother where she stays at...

Today has been overcast and quite cool all day. I know it is summer in many places, but it no longer seems like summer here. For so many years I cringed as summer approached (which always seemed to be happening) in Los Angeles. There, summer wasn't satisfied with bestowing its beating sunshine down on us three months out of the year. No, in Los Angeles summer came often, and throughout the year. That's wonderful and great for sun worshippers and movie makers, surfers and roller-blade maniacs. For me, however, there was a misery I dreamed of escaping ... one day....