Dispatches to friends

It was early May, my fountain pens were running low on ink, and I fancied a change.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

I wrote last week that crafting continued to be slow and so it holds for this week.

'Have you seen my camera?

Crafting continues to be slow.

Finally!

Knitting Learning to knit Let's start with knitting this time.

I do not have much to report this week.

I have to remain still - away from the lanes and sweet scented flowers.

It's been a slow week, one full of fog, clumsiness, word tangles on my tongue, and general all-encompassing fatigue.

This is not my first fountain pen.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

Winter wanes and I feel like a change of inks.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

Over the week-end of the 7th of March, my partner and I drove to our local arboretum.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

Over the course of February I set out to untangle my crooked body.

Crochet Triangle shawl by Briana K.

My life splits and evolves, as I suppose all lives must.

Queer Out Here is an audio zine I co-produce with Jonathan.

Frost peppers the apple green of the cycle path with the sparkle of ice.

I began the year with one reading plan: read another collection of Maigret stories as I have done for the past six years (I read one of those collection every year - in the publication order), and read all the books selected for the medieval reading chall…

It started accidentally.

I scrape the car's windows and the ice resists me.

An archive of once daily(ish) posts about my observations from the natural world.

The Coffeeneuring Challenge has begun and I have tentatively sat atop my bicycle.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

After a tumultuous May, I was looking forward to a more settled reading month, but June remained bittersweet with anxiety sticking to me and making reading difficult still.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

May continued to be a mixed month for reading.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

April was a difficult month, full of energy and thus full of post exertional malaise crashes that made it difficult to impossible for me to read.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.

This text was written as I learn to live with Long Covid and attempt to regain my creativity.