Where the Red-Winged Blackbird Flies.

I am a hat girl. I always was, as this picture from oh, probably around 1987 illustrates: (trendsetter!) As I grew up, I had the best serie...

When I woke up this morning, there was a gentle rain pattering down outside my window, and all I wanted was a big mug of Earl Grey tea. Eve...

We interrupt this irregularly (erratically, even) scheduled broadcast to say that the final pattern of August is out! Meet the Picot! Picot!...

Skipping back in the order of things, I definitely need to recap my week at Medomak Camp's New England Fiber Arts Retreat . The problem...

Oh, to hell with chronological order--I want to talk about my design with Quince and Co. that came out today! The Edie Shawl (and h...

Oh man oh man, do I have blog backlog to take care of! That's one of the big problems with working freelance; all the interesting things...

Hi, my name is Bristol, and I have a problem. Specifically, a color problem. Here's a quick peek at my favorite necklace, my favorite ...