Weekly Roundup

Finally updated my Ravelry projects page with what I'm working on and what I've finished lately. I also cleaned up my queue (after filling it with projects I knew I’d never get to soon). I’m just waiting on yarn to arrive in the mail and need to finish Margot’s tee. I’ve mostly done knits for the girls lately (fast, colorful, and I like making for them), but next up I want to make something for myself. This would be so fun, too - did you watch the movie??

I put off watching Come See Me in the Good Light for months because I didn't think I had the emotional bandwidth for a documentary about a poet dying of cancer. But I was wrong. It's not about dying. It’s about appreciating life. Yes it was sad, but it left me feeling more grateful than gutted.

Eyeing adding this outdoor reusable art painting station to my backyard. But I can’t get past the microplastics from the paint, so I’m researching alternatives.

This poster-sized cyanotype tutorial has been popping back up in my mind for weeks.

I learned recently about how some carpenters frame lumber in the orientation that the tree grew, and now I feel sad for trees that are installed upside down. You can keep dive in this book.

My umbilical cord doesn't stretch that far, either.

Last week, my external hard drive mysteriously deleted thousands of my family photos while I was sleeping. It took me awhile to figure out what had happened, and luckily I got (most) of them back (thanks to having multiple backups and a tech savvy husband). But what’s odd is that 3 weeks prior, my iMac display started flickering and failed, and 2 weeks after that my iPhone display abruptly turned green and needed replacing. I’m quite precious with my electronics, and I’m not one to lose or break my tech. But inexplicable failures of software and hardware seems to pop up in multiples from time to time for me. As a kid I liked using a giant super magnet to erase VHS tapes, did I somehow become one of those magnets??

A few months ago I shared that I use a stamp pad to label the hundreds of paintings my in-house artist makes. I then realized the ink I got isn’t acid free so I replaced it with this acid-free ink on this blank refillable pad.

A decade ago I painted my nails red religiously. Then I stopped. It felt like I either had to work with my hands, or have painted nails. Never both. But I’ve since changed my tune, and I’m back to painting them cherry red, and I’m making things with my hands, too. I'd love to say painting my nails is a ritual that gives me a chance to slow down, but that's the romantic version. The truth is I wish my fingernails never grew and they always stayed this color.

This woman learned to use a scythe to clear a field. She said she's willing to put in the time to learn a new skill, and that even if it looks arduous, it's not when you're learning something new. I love that sentiment.

Happy Friday