Anonymously Yours

 So you wish to remain anonymous?

I didn't think so.

For some time now, Blogger has been messing with at least some of us bloggers.

Things keep changing and rarely for the better.

Several months (a year maybe?) ago, I started having problems leaving comments on certain blogs when using my Ipad or phone.

I could not comment on at all on some blogs, and others only "anonymously" even though I was signed into my Google account and could comment on others using my blogger profile.

This meant I would either have to wait until I was at home, and my pc decided it would cooperate, or I would have to use the "anonymous" option and hope I remembered to identify myself so the blog post author would know whose comment it was...and it meant that the poster would not be able to respond directly to my comment.

However, I could comment on all blogs without issue if I were using my pc.

This was irritating me as I knew there had to be a logical reason.

It took an unduly long while, but I finally figured it out.

It's something called "cross website tracking."

I know there are others out there who have also had this issue* as I've seen the number of "anonymous" comments increase...and I'm not talking about those who choose to comment anonymously because they are cowards and don't want to own their rude or snarky comment(s).

This "fix" is simple, so if you would like to remove your cloak of anonymity, here's how you do it:

1.  Go to your "Settings" on whatever device you are using and from which you are having difficulty commenting (the screenshot is from my Ipad).

2.  Scroll down to the list of your apps (the list is usually nearer the end - after all the "general" stuff and is in alphabetical order).

3.  Click on the name of the web browser you use for blogging.  In my case, it's Chrome.  This is will bring up a larger box on the right side of your screen that gives you the info and options for the browser.

4.  Click on the toggle that says "Allow Cross Website Tracking"

to enable it.

5.  Say "thank you Crow."

You're welcome.

{*Note: This only affects those who use multiple devices - such as a phone and an Ipad, pc, etc. for   If you only ever use 1 device, you will not have encountered this issue.}

  

Monday in Nod

 The current view outside my window invites a bleakness of spirit.

Another 10+" of snow fell overnight and it is snowing still.

I know it won't stay long, yet that is of little comfort as it seems that any snow this time of year, no matter how soon it melts, is more wearisome than during winter proper.

The cold reaches deeper, the wind bites harder and, at least for some, sleep beckons more insistently.

{Liza Bean}

Since I had no intentions of venturing out, I baked a boule of artisan sourdough wheat bread.

Thinking it's going to be another soup night.

While the bread was baking, I pulled the last stitches in my Easter stitch.  This is He Is Risen - a design by Jenny Hoffman (Country Rustic Primitives). 

 

This evening I will return to my hooking on "Early Bird" by Lori Brechlin of Notforgotten Farm.

(Sorry for the crappy photo...I was too lazy to take it off my frame to photograph...some Mondays are like that.)

And then, later, of course, I will lose some hours with a book.  This is one I just finished:

I had previously read and posted about Ms. Setterfield's "Once Upon a River" (you can check that out here) and loved it, so I had to read another of her books.

I was equally enthralled.  

It's hard to condense this rich book in a few sentences, other than to say it is a haunting story, beautifully and magically written.

It begins with a young William Bellman shooting a rook with his slingshot...and the turns his life takes after.

A little bit of Dickens...a little bit of Poe...a lot of wonderful.

And, finally, a Mia update for those of you who inquired.

Mia came home from the NICU sooner than anyone anticipated.

Unfortunately, however, after a few days at home, she was struggling to breathe and had stopped eating, so ended up in the ER and a brief stint back in the NICU.

She is once again home and, once again, doing well. Thanks to everyone who prayed, and who wished her well.

And that's a Monday in Nod.

The Not-So-Little Warren in Nod....

...is growing.

Welcoming the newest member of the fluffle:

 

{"1842 Folk Art Rabbit" - design by Lori Brechlin of Notforgotten Farm}

He is stitched on 36-count Vintage Country Mocha linen with most of the called-for flosses (one or two substitutions....); finished with a simple, primitive, hem stitch and tucked in an equally simple and primitive shadow box.

May your fluffles be full and your Easter joys be many.

Tell Me Again...

 

....why do I live in Nod?

I know full well it could be much worse - my heart hurts for those suffering in the aftermath of the tornadoes and other storms down south but, all the same, I am winter weary.

(And, unfortunately, our turn at tornado season will come as well.)

I am (desperately) trying to focus on the promise of spring.

Since I can't shut out the view of white out my windows, I tried distracting myself by pulling a few of my favorite bunnies out of hiding.

(Ok, truth? I'm also avoiding doing taxes....)

All but one of the bunnies in the below photo are antique/vintage German candy containers.

These are one of my favorite things.  Ever.

But I like other bunnies too....

{Spun Cotton Bunny Baby}

And pussy willows....(not real...too cold and too much snow here yet.)

I've also started on some more spring-like projects and, yes, located my wayward hook.

This is "Early Bird" - an adaptation of a Lori Brechlin/Notforgotten design by Kris Miller.

     

(The colors look a bit washed out here - they're better in person.)

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And books...well, there's really no season to them.  I don't think I'll ever catch up with sharing them all, but I will again try to include a recent read in posts again.

"The Museum of Extraordinary Things" by Alice Hoffman was a most satisfying read.  I know I once said I'm not much for love stories, but this one had so many other things going on that I could really forget it was, in reality, a love story too.

The protagonist, Coralie, performs as a mermaid in her father's "museum," (i.e., a Coney Island freak show).  She meets a young Russian immigrant who has photographed the infamous Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire and becomes tangled up in a young worker's disappearance.

It is part love story, part mystery, and part history but so artfully told it casts a spell that is hard to resist.  I was especially impressed with the accuracy of the author's depiction of early 1900's New York.

And, yes, I will be reading more of this author.

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Hoping things aren't quite as white where you are.