Author: Sarah Pinkelman
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Yarn We Carry
I’m driving the back way–down Wieuca, avoiding congested Roswell, and emerging near the Arby’s, where I’ll snag a shake with Reese’s peanut butter cup bits when I leave. Across Roswell, in about ten years, there will be a Starbucks popular with the cyclists and runners, and Saturday mornings will find a crowd of 40somethings in…
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Chasing Al
A post mainly for the yarn nerds. My Kool-aid yarn dying experience was appealing enough that I decided to take it up a notch. I ordered a few acid dyes suitable for wool/protein fibers and a few skeins of bare yarn, and I watched a few YouTube videos and checked out a few library books:…
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The Body Electric
I loved the movie Fame and Irene Cara along with it. She died this past week and I went on a nostalgia bender. I forced my fifteen-year-old daughter to join me at first, blasting “Out Here on My Own” from my phone in my bedroom, singing along with a heartfelt, out-of-tune pathos. Out of the…
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Cheers to the Salad Makers
Making a good salad is a special skill that stands apart from other cooking tasks–baking and grilling, deep frying and soup making. That balance of oil and acid against the delicate leaves that can wilt or taste bitter or too watery takes a specific finesse. Salad has been a marital issue for me. My husband…
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Catching Up
I miss exercising a mid-range attention span, at its height circa 2006 when blogs were THE mode of sharing. My feed was full of damn scribbling women: I loved it. I could turn to smart, creative, funny voices to learn what they were up to beyond the limits of a Facebook post, how they managed…
Casting Threads 