<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Oct 2024 23:14:43 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>jacabobs</category><category>kitlane</category><category>boxes</category><category>kawaii</category><category>needle felted</category><category>packaging</category><category>wool</category><title>Kit Lane</title><description></description><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-7888333661043391298</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2016 20:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T14:49:59.137-06:00</atom:updated><title>Tidy rags (draft)</title><atom:summary type="text">An armload of laundry full of torn patches and holes; threadbare and stained from the long battle. The kind of encumbrance one carries alone because of the rank stink of ditch water and mourning. Detritus rags that cause people to not peer too closely for the real fear of what they would surely see clinging to its threads and hems. But, for the clothes on my back that pile of holes I was carrying</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2016/03/tidy-rags-draft.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-312898779101104276</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.391-06:00</atom:updated><title>Love?</title><atom:summary type="text">Unconditional love on the face of it seems like a lovely ideal, something we should strive for. The ideal of unconditional love strikes some people as the purest, most ideal way to define the essence of love. Sounds so appealing. Unconditional love is an undiluted love they say. But this seems to me to be a horrible conundrum. To love unconditionally is to love without reason. When you are </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2012/04/love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-7749134419149818906</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 14:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.430-06:00</atom:updated><title>Winter is coming</title><atom:summary type="text">Off to crank on the furnace and take a long hot shower after my daily wander to inspect my ward.The lumpy Hummocks of the tundra are turning deep into themselves and grumble sweet groans while they slowly settle into the familiar snowy blankets of dreamseason. Geese, assembling in great gaggles, preparing to flee with their children, south by air in their rubbery shoes. It's bone cold but I shall</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2011/11/winter-is-coming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-8103544982056423525</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 15:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.433-06:00</atom:updated><title>Birthday on the Plains</title><atom:summary type="text">These last many months I've had my head buried deep in my work, hardly ever coming up for air. I live a rather hermitty existence anyway but lately for weeks on end the only persons I see with any regularity are the grocer and the post master. Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining one little bit. I love my work and my quiet little life out here in the wastelands. But yesterday was my birthday, </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthday-on-plains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-4592183817596997988</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.403-06:00</atom:updated><title>Love After Love</title><atom:summary type="text">The time will comewhen, with elationyou will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirrorand each will smile at the other's welcome,and say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heartto itself, to the stranger who has loved youall your life, whom you ignoredfor another, who knows you by heart.Take down the love </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-after-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-3339652246671150172</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2011 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.394-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boxes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jacabobs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kitlane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">packaging</category><title>On branding your product and reputation</title><atom:summary type="text">When I first started making the wee woolly Jacabobs, I was always at a loss for boxes to ship them in. I often went hunting for boxes around town and asking for them among my mothers old friends. After a while I had the distinct feeling I was bothering some friends and business people with always inquiring for boxes so I reverted to searching for them in back ally ways and dumpsters.I'm quite a </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-branding-your-product-and-reputation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-628267627389595873</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.421-06:00</atom:updated><title>The search for eggs and meaning.</title><atom:summary type="text">I'd only been in Bucerias a few days and was already tired of eating in restaurants every single meal. As delighted as I was at the complete surprises I received by pointing to my best guess on the menu, my mouth was finally set on a breakfast I could recognise, a breakfast I could count on. I had moved to this quaint little town on the Mexican Riviera without speaking a word of Spanish. I had my</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2010/08/search-for-eggs-and-meaning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-6889552829134992333</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.424-06:00</atom:updated><title>Verbose Linguistic Jewellry</title><atom:summary type="text">Days, weeks, years, of striving to shape and craft and mold that writing voice which is becoming mine, have led me to the shrewd disclosure of this self-truth: that my ever-increasingly perfectionistic, obsessive behaviour is manifested in my writing through the endless polishing of a single sentence to consummation, searching for that purity of prose - that elusive essence of the exact </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/verbose-linguistic-jewellry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-5594644108468368058</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 11:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.413-06:00</atom:updated><title>End of her little days...</title><atom:summary type="text">Time of death. October 17th at 9:35am. She crawled up with her ancient knees and paper-light shaky body into her little purple twirly wheel and slipped her mortal coil. My daughter is coming home from school today to spend the weekend. I was unfairly hoping little Mouse could hold on just one more day. Life is for the living but Mouse has spent the last several days somewhere between here and </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-her-little-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-6115586908967538180</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.418-06:00</atom:updated><title>Two Murders, One Mouse and an Escapee</title><atom:summary type="text">Just raising my head above water for a moment to say hello. The pile of preparatory work is nearly done to send wee kidlette off to school. Shopping is complete and packing has begun. My wee hovel of a home has been invaded with organisational piles in every corner which on the outside seems quite unorganised. But kidlette assures me there is a thought to her process of packing.On top of all of </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-murders-one-mouse-and-escapee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-1247250013598783995</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:38:11.584-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jacabobs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kawaii</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kitlane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">needle felted</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wool</category><title>For posterity and so I don't forget or misplace</title><atom:summary type="text">Some time ago I did an interview for Steve Rack for his inspiring blogginess along with a give-away of one of my Jacabobs as a promotion for both of us. Here's his link although it might move as he's redoing his site at the moment. http://ilikecharacters.com/2009/07/01/interview-kit-lane/I was quite pleased to be asked but am a bit shy about writing. I resolved this morning while I was walking </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-posterity-and-so-i-dont-forget-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-4390767759587684270</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 22:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.400-06:00</atom:updated><title>Spring has sprung on the tundra</title><atom:summary type="text">Spring has sprung on the tundra, originally uploaded by Kit Lane.I said I wouldn't blog about the weather....but I couldn't help it</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-has-sprung-on-tundra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/3549804876_e94950197e_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-7371346400314193701</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 19:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.427-06:00</atom:updated><title>aarrgghh!</title><atom:summary type="text">aarrgghh!, originally uploaded by Kit Lane.Trying to get my head around all the different blogging formats, code, customisation etc...It's making me crazy.</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/aarrgghh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2528203712_4e5a0bf35d_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-2546231159887602206</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.388-06:00</atom:updated><title>Annual Update :o)</title><atom:summary type="text">After the blizzard 12-15-08, originally uploaded by Kit Lane.I'm dependable. I update my blog on a regular basis. Apparently that's about once a year. :o)So here I am again and the landscape looks much the same as it did last year. The big story in Minnesota really IS the weather. I'm going to try refrain from that for the most part although old habits die hard.My recent goal, since I'm spread </atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/annual-update-o.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/3110758172_68853fdf9e_t.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-5178174518056006410</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.406-06:00</atom:updated><title>Flickr</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/flickr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-9409987378403163</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.436-06:00</atom:updated><title>Snow...argh!</title><atom:summary type="text">I fully intended to do more felting today but I spent my energy shoveling. We got from 12 to 15 inches during the night. It's the middle of April darn-it! Kidlette is going to the movies tonight with a friend so maybe then I can felt. Sometimes one just gets the urge to poke.</atom:summary><link>http://kitlane.blogspot.com/2008/04/snowargh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kitlane)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdrAXpPJ43pe7WSdS5uEdKj2I1uVF97C20AAHGee0R2YQ62YEH64RbwQSFF-awVSkzwNBa665-ntcs-_02J93YzRECErOd__zF1l8pqqQmB73JiuzpSK9hQJScTYUbJDXauvRI6MmMQN9/s72-c/winterdoor1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317802644442713698.post-5545028569185973986</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-03-09T11:37:32.410-06:00</atom:updated><title>Etsy Anniversary for me. 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