When I head south, it’s generally to visit my favorite place in the world.  New Orleans.  But one day a short time back, I made a list of all the places I would like to visit before I die, and I realized it won’t happen unless I vacation more frequently and hit some new places…. Read more »


Squam. How long has it been since I’ve spent some time with me?  Since I’ve looked out and looked in? Across this wide lake surrounded by pines and blueberry brambles,  I hear the rippling waves slapping something that I cannot see somewhere nearby.  And the reflection of the pines in the single clear spot from… Read more »

The Tin Can Sailor

Sal was one of the best people I have had the pleasure in my life to have known.  He was sweet and funny.  He was clever and sensitive.   He was smart and creative.  He was my friend. Sal and Gina were my mom’s dearest friends.  They grew up together in the Bronx and then… Read more »

I Wonder

  Where does inspiration come from? I’m sure it’s different for everyone, but for me its everywhere or I should say anywhere. My magnolia in the springtime, the shadows on the bottom of the pool, the beautiful old woman in the coffee shop, birds.  Patterns, colors, shapes, textures…  Before I knit, I had no way… Read more »


    My daughter Ali is moving again.  She is leaving Brooklyn and heading to the burbs. Her house is a sweet little thing that sits on a hill.  It was built in the 20’s and is surrounded by beautiful trees.  It’s blue and red on the outside which will inspire her to change her… Read more »

Arne & Carlos

    In September we had the privilege of hosting Arne & Carlos, two wonderful men from Norway who have a lifestyle, I must admit, I envy.  They split their time traveling around the world, meeting new peeps and teaching their unique and traditional patterns to small and large groups; and living a self-contained lifestyle… Read more »

Northern Michigan

  I don’t wake up early here, even though the sun streams through the bedroom door that opens to the deck that steps to the beach that leads to the bay that drops down from the great lake Michigan.  As I sleep, the breeze through my door hits my face like fairy dust.   The smell of the beautiful… Read more »

For My Students

I’ve been a private music teacher for the last twenty three years.  Some of my kids begin in grade school and I have the privilege of watching them grow into beautiful young men and women.  They leave me when they go off to college, some coming back to sing and play with my younger students… Read more »

Blankets, Blankets, Blankets

I love nothing more than creating blankets.  I love gathering colors and textures from all over and then figuring out how to turn them into art pieces for the people I love.  I have been wanting to write a book about teaching people to create their own.  What do you think? I started with my… Read more »

Mizu Kimono

My thought process for the Mizu was about finding a way to create a shrug that was attractive and hung like a kimono.  It started with a mathematical formula that customized a fit of a very simple design.  I added a bit of colorwork  and really tested the meaning of stitch definition.  It’s important to use… Read more »

  • Christmas Time is Here

      With my daughter’s wedding come and gone, I can hunker down and do some serious knitting for Christmas gifts.  In an age where immediate gratification rules our online purchases, the best gifts I have received are thoughtful homemade items that remind me of the giver. Beautiful knitted pieces are gifts of love passed from… Read more »

  • Wedding Day

    My daughter was married this Sunday. She smiled like it was Christmas and she was five. Like five minutes before we dyed our Easter eggs. Like her first time in Disney. She was amazing. And she was beautiful. She wore ivory organza. A simple dress no beading just lace – strapless and fitting with a… Read more »

  • Patterns

    I love patterns. I love looking through patterns at the knitting store and imagining myself the beautiful model at the beach wearing that perfectly knit tank in my favorite color and yarn.  I don’t like the old, real-people-looking models.  They depress me.  I don’t want to imagine myself in a dusty old knit frock sitting… Read more »

  • My Favorite Red Sweater

    I finished that sweater and took it, loose strings hanging, to a yarn store I’d  heard about.  The store is in a small house tucked behind a florist down a gravel driveway off of Main Street.   I walked around the outside of the house and marveled. The windows were filled with yarn and brightly colored… Read more »

  • Siren Red Yarn

    Day 2   Upon hearing the story of my missing red sweater, a woman in my writing group told me about a group of knitters who get together on Sunday nights and just knit and chat.  She told me that one of the expert knitters in the group might make my sweater for me if… Read more »