"I make birds"
“I make birds”…says the southern voice from across the room. I remember the first time I met Chris, and hearing her say this, as we went...
"I make birds"
Ode to David
Summer update from the studio:
Knitting Life Together
spring and how to heal a broken heart
Grief is the chapter I would have skipped over...
Not quite ready to be Emily Dickinson yet…