Author: christinestaffa

My life's journey has taken me from the streets of New York, up the Hudson Valley, to a little goat farm under Vermont's highest mountain.

Cherryderry

I went to Marshfield yesterday (day off) to look over samples of things that I could make for my next project, which is to be in January, and which is to be silk. Silk! Which I will do in a twill, providing extra-lovely drape. I was really drawn to this cheerful little check here, which they say is called “cherryderry”. Was called “cherryderry”, I forget in which century.

Now to look over the available colors, and play with my colored pencils for weeks on end until I hopefully come up with something that will please me as much as the last project.

Book Corner 2021.55

Selected Letters of Laura Ingalls Wilder

Kind of disappointing, because the letters aren’t allowed to stand on their own. Almost every one is introduced with context, often unnecessary; and worse, each one has a cutesy ‘title’ in italics which is a phrase excerpted from the letter. I trained myself quickly to ignore these titles. I’ve always found it annoying to read something in a pull-out, and then read the exact same words again.

The letters span her adult life and are chronological. It is sad to thus ‘watch’ her grow old.

No new revelations here for any serious fan.

Back of the Shack

Picture was taken last week, when things were significantly warmer and more beautiful.

I am well into the swing of things lately. Not having Xopher at home anymore. My crazy new/old job. My dearly beloved ability to groove in my own routine. Remembering that I can’t get anything out of this life; I can only live inside it.

We’ll Always Have Techlab

In on the ground floor of CoffeeCoin

Holy Expletive, what a day I had at work, back at my “old” job, henceforth known as my “job”, as of yesterday. The big project they wanted me for hasn’t started yet, so I thought in the interim, things would be peaceful, dull, I’d sit around quietly waiting for someone to assign me something. OMG things are such a mess. I had been like, why the hell do they have to pull me back two months shy of the year I was supposed to be rotating? I guess I see now.

And look what arrived today, as if the cheesecake weren’t enough. CoffeeCoin was the “token” project back at TechLab, and my former manager wanted me to have this memento. Good times, those were.