A piece of fine, handmade lace is made up of hundreds of tiny, knotted threads.  How many strands do you weave to make a life?  These are mine.

Who am I?  I am a woman and wife, a chemist, a reader, a writer, a thinker, a musician, a lace maker and fiber artist, a science geek, a gadget geek, a fiction geek, a gamer girl, a Catholic Christian, a Renaissance woman.  I have opinions.  They are occasionally very noisy.  I am as stubborn as the day is long, for which I continually thank my late grandmother.

Pull up a chair, have some tea, and mind you don’t trip over the stacks of books.  Be sure to say hello!  I promise I don’t bite.  Well, not often anyhow.


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