carrot's blog

So I realize the rest of what I was going to post about my crazy Halloween weekend was just your basic holiday weekend drama; making out in a car, meeting a drunken man on the side of the road with a machete, running into people I hadn't seen in ten years at an adult Halloween party, while dressed as Raggedy Anne, you know, the usual.  Read More »

Boring title I know, but I just had a Halloween-eve turned into Halloween day to remember. First of all, I invited two men I've been talking to on a dating website (pathic I know, that I'm using a dating website to meet people, but when you live in Prattsburgh, anyway,) to go Contra dancing with me in Ithaca, a little sister city to Portland that is about two hours away from where I live.  Read More »

Today I skinned my first white tailed deer all by myself. It was kinda funny, actually, because it was a roadkill, and a cop pulled up right behind me as I was dragging the deer to my car, to put in my trunk.

"Excuse me Ma'am...what are you doing?"

"Um, I like to tan hides...this deer has a beautiful hide still..."

"You can't just pick up deer on the side of the road..."  Read More »

So I'm still reeling from the aftermath of a bar fight; not normally something I get involved in, first because I rarely drink in bars and second, because I rarely fight (I think I've been in a total of three physical fights in my life, if that,) but last night I found myself fighting with a guy three times my size after he sexually harrassed a friend.  Read More »

So my best friend in Upstate NY, Holly the glassblower and I just spent four days madly driving down the east coast to Charolette, NC to see her sister and her sister's brand new baby.  Read More »

Right now, I'm cleaning some raw wool I just purchased from Novack Farms here in Prattsburgh. My hands are sticky with sheep fat, known as landolin, which is famous for its healing qualities, especially for the cracked nipples of breastfeeding mothers. I smell like a sheep too, a smell some people love and some despise. It is a musty, dark, musky smell and I absolutely love it!  Read More »

Yesterday I helped my best female buddy Holly at the Cohoctan Fall Festival (Cohoctan is a tiny little village near Prattsburgh, and it's name is apparently a Native word which means "log in the water.") She had a jewelry booth which we left her mom Robin in charge of most of the day, while we ran around and looked at other folks booths.  Read More »

Hi everyone,

I've now been back in Upstate New York a little more then a week and I'm rediscovering all the treasure hidden amoung the trees out here...  Read More »