The Mental Design Team attempts self-categorization
Mamma Bear looked up from her Google reader and called the team: Look, there is a blog you’d all like called How to become a
Mamma Bear looked up from her Google reader and called the team: Look, there is a blog you’d all like called How to become a
Mamma Bear the realist about the rest of life walked into the Mental Design Team Meeting – with cookies: Team, my friend was telling me
We finished our Spring sprint of Homeschool Co-op, Jr. F.I.R.S.T. Lego, Taxes and are almost done with tree pollen allergies. The kitchen was mostly clean

Editor: Patternist, why are you sitting in the closet? Patternist: I’m hiding from Sample Crocheter. Editor: Why? Patternist: She’s working off my charts. She’s going

To download Attleboro, sign up for my newsletter When I was a High School Student in the 1980’s, I wanted to make a cozy sweater

Butterfly the Visual Inspiration Girl started to fly out the window: It’s too hard, There’s more things to do than I expected…Why don’t we start

Camassia Quamash. sigh. Butterfly asked for the camera, then hopped up and down with impatience. The interlacing flowers looked like stained glass. Patternist hander her
Amy Herzog has a spot or two open in the Boston area for her sweater fitting workshop. Worth. Every. Penny.
It was the early ’80s. My Grandparents had just moved back to the States from Beirut. They were missing the congregation they had been pastoring,

Mama Bear peeked into the meeting room: Why are you all so glum? The kids are asleep, this is prime work time. Patternist looked up