Little Bit Broken

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  • Testing

    Testing was never my forte. In Jr. High I was at Milton Academy, only because of my stepfather’s family. My Grandfather had been headmaster and my uncle Phil taught there. My mother distanced herself from the Perry family after David’s… Continue reading

    Testing

  • Fuck Putin and Fuck Trump

    This was coming. Zelensky saw it, but because the Ukraine is not part of NATO, hands are tied. He has stayed with this people and is perhaps the bravest leader I will know in my lifetime. This is where I… Continue reading

  • Treasure or the Coin

    I have been thinking a lot about the purpose of the studio and my writing and my yarn. Black Ram Designs found a home on Main Street in Cabot Vermont earlier this year. I was looking for a place for… Continue reading

  • Dyeing in the Kitchen

    There has been a bunch of dyeing going on at home.   Lulu called the other night and ask me what I was up to and I said dyeing and she laughed and said, oh, dyeing  in the kitchen and we… Continue reading

  • Mini Resolve

    I have wanted a Mini Cooper for what seems like a lifetime. Started looking at the Mini back in the day when a mini-van was more logical. Then a more serious look when I was back up in Vermont and… Continue reading

  • More Struggle than Stride

    In June I was cleared to resume work 2 days a week while I received  DMSO treatments.  September 25th was my last scheduled treatment and I was officially in remission of IC and cleared for full-time work.   Full time… Continue reading

  • Black Ram Designs

    I have been trying to put things back together,  as if I have returned from a long journey and I need to unpack, wash and put away all the stuff.  Settle back in so to speak. Black Ram Designs is… Continue reading

  • Please don’t paint my fingernails.

      Please don’t paint my finger nails when I am old.  please don’t send me to the beauty shop either. I want my hair to grow long and gray. I want my hair to be brushed and then braided.   … Continue reading

  • A Little Bit Broken

    I love the idea that through our brokenness we are more beautiful. The Japanese have a word for this notion: Kintsukuroi– roughly translated “to repair with gold”. It is the art of repairing  pottery with  gold and silver lacquer, and… Continue reading

    A Little Bit Broken

  • Her Name is Mouse

    Last week was a bit of a downer.  Aggie, a recycled parsonage cat came to me when she was 8 and I was just starting seminary.   She kept me company through all the paper writings and theological readings.  In… Continue reading