Elon and Zuck’s latest pay-for-security moves are like a restaurant charging extra if you don’t want food poisoning. Or a yarn store charging $20 extra if you want your pattern to actually work. It’s so absurd.

Good morning from a perfectly snowy Maine morning. Any exciting plans for your Saturday?

Good morning from Maine, where the wind has finally stopped howling, warm air is coming, and the birds are back to the feeder. Their resilience is humbling.

Every article about knitting that hits the mainstream press must include at least one reference to grandmas or old ladies. It’s been like this forever, and I am just so tired. Can we ever move the conversation forward? Do our collective brains have the capacity to grasp anything bigger or more nuanced?

Good morning from Maine, where the house has been sealed in a fine layer of ice. See you in April.

Good afternoon from Maine, where the sky is darkening, the fridge is full, a fire’s been laid, and we’re watching for the first flakes of a new storm.

Good morning from Maine, where the animals provide guided daily tours of their favorite haunts.

Good evening from Maine, where last night’s sunset had everyone out on the street with their cameras.

There’s a snow storm on the way and I’ve just discovered that we have one stick of butter left. Please pray for us during this difficult time.