One of my favorite authors, Chaim Potok, said all beginnings are hard, and it must be true because it's taken me several years to finally start a blog. The thing that finally spurred me to action was that I want to be a participant rather than just a lurker. And lately I've been thinking of blog posts that melt away when I don't do them. Like all inspiration, I guess. My uncle said ideas were like the manna the children of Israel were fed in the wilderness. They last for a day. So today I'm starting.
I live in the Pacific Northwest with my husband. I love fiber arts, knitting and crochet. Sometimes I quilt. I do a half-baked job of gardening. I am a writer of fiction. I am a Christian. I love having my sons over and spending time with my grandsons.
I am linking to Ginny's Yarnalong today just so I don't chicken out and delete this thing in its infancy. As usual I have too many projects going, but what can I say, I love starting.
I'm just beginning this hat for my son who is a big Seahawks fan. But first I have to have the graph blown up for my ancient eyes.
Available at http://www.yorkshireyarns.com/ my lys.
Reading Sentinels of Andersonville, by Tracy Groot. I love her writing, but am thoroughly depressed by the conditions in that prison. I'm actually looking forward to be done with it, but I can't stop reading.
Enjoy your first week of October, friends.