These days I desire more time to knit, to actually squeeze knitting somewhere into the minutes of my day, unambiguously between this and that. Yet, irregardless of how much I want it or try to make it happen, some days it just does not happen.
However, today turned out with the grateful allowance of a few rows of knitting on my
Ellen Cardigan while Charlotte was at her piano lesson.
I sat upon this lake's bank on a left behind beach towel stored in the the back of my car and gleaned what was to me a feast of calm and knitting, with a bit of refreshment from a wee bottle of ginger kombucha on the side.
It took exactly two months! I began reading Middlemarc h on May 7 and finished reading the Finale on July 7. It traveled within my home a...
I was pleased to discover Ginny had brought back her knitting and reading yarn along, because frankly I do find myself enjoying the ...
"After the leaves come down, the countryside has an open look. New vistas appear, hills unseen when summer's wealth of green is spr...