Author: Laura Fry

  • Winter Reflections

    Winter Reflections

      Dad and his plough Here is my dad standing beside his plough in the 1940s.  He was a ‘utility’ driver for the BC Dept of Highways (as was) for over 20 years.  He would not drive dump trucks because he got ‘sea sick’ when the shovels were loading the box, but he drove everything…

  • November 15, 2025

    November 15, 2025

      It finally happened.  Oh, there have been episodes of sleet, although they never amounted to much.  But winter, late as it is, has been creeping closer.  Yesterday the trees were covered in hoar frost – the first ‘real’ hard frost we have had, here, and this morning a sprinkling of light snow.  It won’t…

  • Just In Time!

    Just In Time!

      With the Weavers Show and Share booked for Sunday afternoon, I was getting concerned if the latest issue of WEFT would arrive in time.   Voila!  This morning’s mail contained the magazine. I have to confess that when I write (and I actually include most authors) I sweat bullets trying to include ALL the information,…

  • Just In Time!

    Just In Time!

      With the Weavers Show and Share booked for Sunday afternoon, I was getting concerned if the latest issue of WEFT would arrive in time.   Voila!  This morning’s mail contained the magazine. I have to confess that when I write (and I actually include most authors) I sweat bullets trying to include ALL the information,…

  • Marketing

    Marketing

      A few days ago I saw an ISO post looking for The Intentional Weaver.  I hesitated to say anything because not all such queries are looking for a ‘new’ purchase.  Maybe they specifically wanted a used one.  So, if you see someone looking for one of my books, they are still available on blurb…

  • Remembrance Day

    Remembrance Day

      Dad, in larger photo, wearing his Canadian uniform in WWII; smaller photo about 10 years old Dad served in WWII, first in the Aleutians, then being sent to England to prepare for D-Day.  He was pretty much a pacifist, but he did his duty. He was born in 1919 in Red Rock, BC.  The…

  • Gratitude

    Gratitude

      I’ve been ‘quiet’ this week as I have been dealing with more ‘stuff’ than I have energy for.  But I have been so grateful for the good wishes people have been sending. Times are definitely ‘interesting’ right now, and on-going health issues don’t help.  I can say with some tiny amount of certainty that…

  • The Countdown

    The Countdown

      Some of my pain ‘meds’ sitting beside The Golden Thread and the Jack Lenor Larson biography.  Hopefully I’ll begin feeling well enough to read more than just posts on Facebook. I have been battling peripheral neuropathy for years, on top of the damage to my back.  For over a year I had been trying…

  • Hanging On

    Hanging On

      People of a certain age will be totally familiar with this meme (or versions of it).  The one I remember was a ginger and the ‘rope’ it was hanging from was a single strand of rope with a big knot tied at the end. I wasn’t actually doing ‘well’ when I fell last year…

  • Teaching

    Teaching

      wet finished loom state Since it appears to be the season in my life where I reflect on my life, I have been thinking a lot about teaching. I started teaching almost as soon as I started weaving.  Teaching spinning, which might surprise, but I knew two cents worth of spinning and was willing…