Irene Johnson in her studio, White Iron Lake, Ely, Mn, ca. 1982 My mom sewed for me, and both of my sisters.   In the 60's, gi...

Make do. Get by. Take what you get, and be still.  Words my grandmother spoke over coffee in her kitchen in Northern Minnesota.   O...

    Almost forty years ago, when we bought the farm we still live on in Avalanche, we could see there had been a little c...

My mom and I are at the house at the lake where she still lives with my dad, sitting at her kitchen table after lunch. ...

Found today in the potato basket in our back hall! Not the face of Christ on a piece of toast, but I'm a secular humanist, so this wi...

When  I come back to weave in my workshop at night, the familiar room feels like ...

Adding my 2¢ of opinion to an online discussion often seems like a good idea to me, at the time. So, but for ...