39,000 feet and feeling miserable. My eyes burn; my butt is numb. I’m scrunched; trying to be thin. Is there a secret to flying that I haven’t figured out?

Is Basket Weaving A Lost Art? | Sixty And Me
There is something almost defiant about weaving a basket in a world addicted to plastic. Some call it a “lost art,” as if it vanished quietly into the attic with butter churns and hand-sewn quilts. But basket weaving never disappeared. It simply slipped out of the spotlight. All across the


