I'll be adding a few stones to my shop today and they'll go on sale tomorrow, Sunday Nov. 29th at 10am, Central Time. If ...

I had the most glorious day off of work. I dyed some wool, ate a colossal omelet, and stitched on this stone. I find this shade of gr...

A pile of blue sky stones await me on this decidedly grey and chilly November day. I snuck some stitching time last night and my hands ...

A sneaky peek at a piece I made for the 'Hank of Hair, Piece of Bone' exhibit, opening this Friday at The Crossing Arts Galle...

In all my busy-ness I had almost totally forgotten that I had some ornaments in another Lark book, this one called 'Tis the Season to...

Life has gotten busy again. We have two new friends, apparently dropped off on our doorstep, as happens when you live in the count...

Here's something different. Last week my youngest boy and I took a cigar box guitar workshop being offered by my work (The Crossing A...

Our second annual Empty Bowls fundraiser is coming up this Saturday, and I'm so proud to be a part of this event. Last year we raised...

A day spent picking rocks, time with a good friend, a smooth-as-glass Lake Superior, and a soft sunset over the lake. Just what I needed....

Oh how I love autumn. Just overnight the leaves got their cue to turn and my woods are a subtle wash of golds, rusty oranges, and mossy...

Because it wouldn't really be autumn around here if I didn't make a couple of acorns. In my shop .

We're having a fundraiser where I work in which almost 50 of our artists have created artwork on 8"x8" canvases that will b...

No dandelion seeds showed up in my stitching. Rather, autumn. I think I'm ready. In my shop today.

I saw a lone dandelion stalk illuminated in the rising sun this morning. By the time I grabbed my camera to capture it, the sun had mov...

There's been a secret I've kept from you all, one that gets carefully omitted from photos, and oft-discussed with my husband. A...