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Wheels Down, No Injuries

Wheels Down, No Injuries

Dear Kay, Well hello how-de-do how are ya? The ringing in my ears is starting to recede, and I can hardly tell you how delightful it is to go into the kitchen, open up the fridge, and grab the bev of my choice without waiting five minutes for the lady in front of me with the Michigan State tattoo and the Princess Minnie tiara to decide between a Coke or a Diet Coke. If Sartre (not Eliot, Cristina reminds me!) thinks hell is other people, he...

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The Velvet Revolution

Dear readers, and you too, Kay, Several of you have asked about the safety of my brother Clif and his wife Mary Neal, who are spending six months in Tbilisi, the capital of Georgia. (Mary Neal is the one who has been giving us superb fiber arts reportage from central Asia, if you’re joining us late. She is also a rabid fan of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” and Nine Inch Nails.) Anybody watching CNN today may have seen the scenes of...

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The Warm Heart of Georgia

The Warm Heart of Georgia

Dear Kay, Our Senior Fiber Arts Correspondent in Soviet Georgia, my sister-in-law Mary Neal, has resurfaced after a week or so of political protests and fervent singing of “Mshtylia Nino Bleevya” (“We Shall Overcome” or “Kumbaya” or “It’s a Small World” or something). Why she and my brother would choose this garden spot for a six-month sojourn continues to stump those of us over here with...

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A Smoke Signal

Dear readers, Like a message in a bottle (from a borrowed Blackberry PDA, actually), a cryptic message arrived yesterday: Missing all the doings at mdk but drinking just enough to dull the pain. The real sedative is food. I’m so glad Kay has found a way to muddle through what must be a dreadful experience: a week of extreme chowhounding and wine testing. Love, Ann

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What’s Doing in: Tbilisi

Dear Kay, New! Easy! World travel without actual travel! My brother Clif has taken off for another of his elaborate journeys. He is in Soviet Georgia for the next five months, along with his wife and their young son Wilson. Clif is an artist, and he’ll be working on a new book. Mary Neal, a book designer and editor, will be doing whatever editing she can scrounge, and Wilson will be wandering and absorbing all things Tbilisi. They’re...

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Dateline: Pawleys

Dateline: Pawleys

Dear Kay, We’re having a hot and chaotic time here on the South Carolina coast, with all the plumbing issues and malfunctioning phone problems of home. Adding four little boys into the equation means a) constant vigiliance and b) multiple daily trips to Big Lots/Pawleys Playland/Wal-mart and any other purveyor of plastic stuff. The eight-pound ball of yarn is down to about four pounds, and at this point it’s a Gee’s Bend kind...

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