Some people, my wife among them, hate airports, airplanes, and all the recycled-air and bustle of people hassle of air travel. I’m from an rare breed that loves airports, the smell of unburned kerosene, the rush of jet engines, the…
Some people, my wife among them, hate airports, airplanes, and all the recycled-air and bustle of people hassle of air travel. I’m from an rare breed that loves airports, the smell of unburned kerosene, the rush of jet engines, the…
Aaaaand we’re back. A lovely hiatus up in Lake Tahoe where many lovely things happened in a lovely way, but let’s get to the handmade stuff. Today we’ll look at Vikingsholm, a magnificent work of craftsmanship poised at the head…
I couldn’t have been more than three years old. My brother, two years my senior, decided it would be a fantastic idea to get into all the ingredients in the pantry and I was the perfect man for the job. …
Handmade Blog is light this week because I’ve got another professional licensure exam (hopefully the last). But I’ll set my readers to an interesting task: visit the town of Tange, Nepal. Zoom in with Google Earth until you can see…
It’s good to be a city near the water. You attract all sorts of types: pirates, traders, genteel folk. For over three hundred years Charleston has been an outpost of sorts, a classy and beautiful peninsula set in, well, godforsaken…
The last time we crossed the continent by air, Toddler Harbat was transitioning from baby to toddler. Better to take a direct flight, we thought. Better to get it over with in one go so she could sleep, maybe wander…
Handmade Blog is back! I had planned on putting up many more clues, pictures, and clever and heartwarming posts but a vacation is a vacation, after all. Here’s one more clue to the location: It is very humid, very hot,…
This week Handmade Blog is away from home base, but here are a few clues for you to guess where. Here’s the first one: This is a normal inhabitant of these parts. I think it eats birds and small children.…