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Where I’m at

I teach knitting classes
Most popular:
• specialized sock-heel workshops
• plaited cast-on class for socks, hats, and coffee cup cozies
• certified Knit Companion trainer

I travel to book readings and signings.

You can schedule a class or event on my Shoppe page.

Security?

Posted by Heather on May 16, 2010 in Blog Fun, Family, General Ranting, Travel, Web Fun | Comments Off on Security?

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Neverending LAX security line.

Native Tree

Posted by Heather on May 15, 2010 in Blog Fun, Family, Travel | Comments Off on Native Tree

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In Sam’s and my Native Habitat. The Bhodi Tree bookstore.

They Allow This?

Posted by Heather on May 14, 2010 in Blog Fun, Travel | Comments Off on They Allow This?

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Is it possible that Beverly Hills might be having a craft fair this weekend? Isn’t there a ban on such things?!?

When LA is to Love

Posted by Heather on May 14, 2010 in Blog Fun, Travel | Comments Off on When LA is to Love

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East on Olympic at Veteran. Old stomping grounds… Jacaranda trees in full bloom. Overcast burning off. Lovely, tho Andrew should be here too…

Roses are… Multicolored

Posted by Heather on May 6, 2010 in Blog Fun, Family, Love, Memories of Students Past | Comments Off on Roses are… Multicolored

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A wonderful-timing-thank-you from Christine. I have the BEST former students! Hugs CW!

MD Sheep and Wool #2

Posted by Heather on May 2, 2010 in Artsy Things, Blog Fun, Knitting, Love, Shawls, Sock Knitting, Spinning, Travel, Weaving, Web Fun | 2 comments

I admit I haven’t been very good at posting. Some of that is because my phone app that lets me post on the fly died, but the other part is that we’ve been running like maniacs at Jennie the Potter’s booth.

However, right before sitting and having a lovely chat with a CraftLit listener and her husband (from Ontario, CA–O…Canada…) I had this for lunch.

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I can’t say that I’ve been crazy about lamb before, but this? This was AWESOME!

Spicy, juicy, really really really good.

An NO ONE was in line in front of me.

The poor guy kinda freaked when I asked for no roll (“Well, then…how do you WANT to eat it?!”) but he was more than happy when I explained that I’d LOVE to have the roll, but didn’t so much want the migraine.

Today I got to see Toni of The Fold and many many many listeners (Hello Mrs. Mouse and Penguingirl and spectacular-listener-whose-name-escapes-me-but-who-brought-me-the-lovely-roving because “no one should go home empty handed”! It’s spinning up beautifully!) Tomorrow I fly and grade. Then home. Then final student meetings. Then finals. Then grade. Then done. Then…unemployment?

Ah well…it’s been fun while we’ve been here.

MD Sheep and Wool #1

Posted by Heather on Apr 30, 2010 in Blog Fun, General Ranting, Knitting, Love, Sock Knitting, Spinning, Travel, Web Fun, Writing | Comments Off on MD Sheep and Wool #1

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MD Merch.

This is the line on Friday.

Were we here on Saturday you would see a sea of people who stretch from one edge of the picture to the other, and off to my left about a quarter of a mile.

Glad to be here on Friday.

Surprised by Rain

Posted by Heather on Apr 22, 2010 in Blog Fun, Family, Love, Web Fun, Writing | Comments Off on Surprised by Rain

Thems the mountains, folks Mit Mountains

Without and With Mountains.

So here I am, busily typing away at one of the zillion projects I have going and suddenly I smell something you just don’t smell here in Tucson all that often: rain.

I just had to tell you.

I look out the window next to and behind me a bit and sure enough, it’s raining! Not a lot, but enough to release a little of the oil on the Creosote leaves.
If you haven’t been in a rain storm in the Sonoran Desert, you’re missing out. There is a smell here–a loamy, earthy…well, darn it, a green smell that you just don’t find anywhere else.

If it were a perfume I’d bathe in it.

It’s not a green like you get in New York or Missouri, where it’s so green and wet that it’s almost like lichen in your nose. This is a desert green. It’s not as bright. It’s more subtle, more tenuous, and more stunning because of its rarity. It’s not as showy. Not in your face. It’s austere. It’s got good manners and it doesn’t stay so long that it wears out its welcome.

Weather men say that this summer will probably be hotter and dryer than ever. It’s so sad. When I was a kid (say 1985 or so) the summer monsoons were still running on a clock. Between 3 and 4 every afternoon, July and August, you’d see all the clouds that had built up over Mexico that morning roll over you and dump buckets on your head. The desert would cool off, remain pleasantly humid, and smell like heaven. You’d go to restaurants with dripping patio umbrellas (or dripping ceilings if you went to Rosita’s) and you’d enjoy the cool, enjoy even how useless swamp coolers are when it rains.

That doesn’t happen any more.

How long does it take to get to work by bicycle?