Posted posthumously. RIP, Cotton: January 27, 2025 Cotton had been going downhill for a while. He had lost a number of teeth and was simply getting old. He passed in his sleep overnight, in his usual space in the stall, surrounded by the flock. Cotton was such a personality. He was our summertime dinner bell, coming around to find us in a window and bellowing that it was time to go in. His fleece had a distinctive spicy scent that was unique to him. He was also the first sheep to explore the...

When I created the knit version, I knew immediately that there should be a crocheted version of the Mitered Square shawl. It is so simple...

While this was not the first pattern I ever published, it is the first one I published after returning to Horse 'n' Round Studio as a...