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Continue reading →: Can’t stand it
When I started blogging, I decided that my main goal was to talk about string, books and plants (see header), and that in order to avoid driving away people who are interested in those topics but may hold divergent views on other issues, I would not discuss religion or politics.…
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Continue reading →: Update
Yep, that’s snow. (And Jess, that’s also the new Creamery, as seen from my office window.) Oddly, the petunias are still blooming; this was taken this morning as I left for work.
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Continue reading →: A short autumn
My personal marker for the end of summer is when the tomatoes freeze. If I can still pick fresh tomatoes off the vine, it’s still summer. This year, they made it until October 19, only ten days ago. The leaves aren’t all off the red maple in front of the…
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Continue reading →: Oddments
You know the weather has turned when faceless-cat appears. Noses must be protected, you know. I made some stitch markers the other evening. One set is for me, the others are gifts (for knitters who do not read my blog). They are artfully posed on the second sleeve of my…
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Continue reading →: Hard frost
We got a hard frost Saturday night, and that was it for the tomatoes. Also the basil. I’d gotten most of the tomatoes off, but didn’t pick the last of the basil. It was 80F last week; I wasn’t expecting everything to go away quite so quickly. We finally closed…
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Continue reading →: SOAR
Thursday morning I set off for the Poconos. It’s about a three-hour drive, through lovely rural Pennsylvania (on an interstate, but rural despite that), through hills and farmland, and through some peak fall colors. The weather was lovely, and the trees were gorgeous. I could trace the topography in the…
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Continue reading →: Cookie nomnomnom
Since my previous attempt to make Will Shetterly’s Finest-Kind cookies met with such great approval, I thought I’d give it another shot. Having done it once, I had to tweak the recipe a bit. Here’s the latest incarnation: 1/2 cup butter (reduced from 3/4) 1 cup firmly packed brown sugar…
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Continue reading →: A Weaver
I turned on my computer this morning to learn that Peter Collingwood, master weaver and textile specialist, died unexpectedly yesterday, in his studio at home. I’d never had the pleasure of meeting Peter in person, but we’d corresponded a number of times over the years. He wrote the masterworks on…
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Continue reading →: Autumn Gardens
This is what I rose to early this morning. My sofa faces the east-looking livingroom window. I watched the clouds change colors and positions, and finally fade, accompanied by the crunch of my breakfast cereal. It occurred to me earlier this week that I’m wildly excited by the first flowers…
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Continue reading →: The Elder Vegetables
No, not the chard in the back of the crisper drawer. Let me present to you the Candrake: and Cthulot. The things that happen when I don’t work all weekend… What can I say, except that it’s almost Halloween. And that crocheting tentacles is a lot of fun.
Welcome!
I’ve been doing stuff with string for quite some time, and describing it to others online since 1996 or so at Phiala’s String Page.
I also do some science and write some fiction.
I’m Phiala most places on the internet.
