Category Archives: life


Dipping my toes in the pool and trying to get back in the swing of things.

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Even with the kids grown and out on their own, September still feels like the start of the year…. without all those pesky resolutions and snow. More to come…

here and there

As a follow up to This and That, Here and There seemed a natural title. Also, it’s a rambling kind of post. shrug.


Okay, I have to admit that I have fallen off the 52week bandwagon. I should have known but January 1st always gives me hope that I can do anything, but alas. No.




I just got back from a trip to Ohio with my sister to visit our brother and his family. They live in a small town close to where our father was born and our grandparents, great-grandparents. The corn is in our blood it seems. We had a great visit, ate way too much yummy food, visited family, drove around the countryside, sat and knit during an all-day thunderstorm, watched the fireflies with amazement.



May we present to you… corn. Shoulder high before the 4th of July!

Getting to Columbus, however, is no easy task and it was an all-day (24 hours) expedition that entailed changed flights, backtracking flights, puddle jumpers and conflicting information. Why does it have to be so hard???


New York is not on the way to Columbus from Vancouver, but nevertheless, we had a layover there. shrug.


Our favourite porch at the Ivy Inn, our B&B in Saint Paris


Hello jolly tractor man… one of about 30 that drove by our place because tractor parades are a thing.




Stately Kiser Mansion, refurbished and gorgeous.


Early mornings on the porch.


Stained glass in the Ivy Inn.



I’m back home now and happy to be here to get some projects done before I head off on another trip with my oldest daughter.

I brought these socks to work on for the Ohio trip. I packed minimally, carry on only, so I wanted something small, compact and that would last me the whole time without running out of knitting. These are basic socks, 2×2 ribs but it’s the yarn that’s amazing. I bought a skein of Intrepid Otter in colourway “Breaking Bad” on the Washington State LYS Tour in May, at Quintessential Yarns in Duvall, WA. I was able to finish one sock and get halfway down the leg for the second by the time I got home.


Breaking Bad socks

I’m also doing some sample knitting for All Wound Up, some secret stuff so I can’t post it here for now, but it’s involving colour work in worsted weight, so it’s fun and creative and a complete change from my size 2.25mm sock needles.


Porch knitting

In between knit projects, I’m getting our guest rooms spiffed up for company coming at the end of the summer… painting both rooms, getting a new bed, re-caulking the guest shower. It’ll keep me busy till I leave in July to meet Robin in Zurich. At least I don’t have to worry about my knit project for that trip because it’s all ready to cast on, but not until I’m at the airport.


Hope you’re enjoying your summer!


Dear brother Mike with his Missy and Rosie.


05/52 – 2017

Another crazy week. We had glorious sunny weather, we had snow. The news continues to make me sick, but I love hearing all the good work that people are doing to fight for what is right. Knitting and crocheting keeps me sane, as well as walking.


Looking over at Vancouver


Lonsdale Quay, North Vancouver


The snowy Lions above Mosquito Creek Marina

I wear a Fitbit and I love keeping track of my steps, my stairs, calories burned, etc. It amazes me how many steps I can get just here at home doing this and that. My Fitbit also gives me a nudge to move every hour and sometimes I do as it asks, but if I’m in the middle of knitting, I’ve been known to¬†ignore it.

So I think as part of my weekly round up, I’ll do an activity round up as well.

Steps: 62,935

Stairs: 96 floors

Miles: 28.32

For my knitting round up, I finished two projects, both Hygges! I love this word although I’m not sure how to pronounce it, but basically it means “cozy” in Danish.

Hygge Cowl: This is a lovely lace cowl that graduates needles size to give it a very gentle shaping. The pattern calls for 2 balls of The Fibre Co. Acadia. I had three, so I made mine a bit longer. I changed needle size with each colour change and bound off with a little bit of the green at the top.

I’ve worn it both ways, but mostly as a loose cowl rather than a shoulder shrug. My neck needs warmth more than my shoulders.

The pattern is by Kristen TenDyke: Hygge Cowl.

Hygge Cabled Booties: This was a really fast knit, made in Knit Pick’s Wool of the Andes in Bulky. They are wonderfully cozy and I intend to wear them as slippers around the house.


The pattern is by Staci Perry of Very Pink Knits: Hygge Feet Cabled Booties.

Staci has a number of video tutorials on her website,,¬†for this project as well as many other projects. For these Hygge Booties, I learned how to do a provisional cast on using a crochet hook… which is so easy and will be the method I use from now on. Also, I learned the German Short Row. This is done on the toes and the heels. My first toe looks a little rough, but the second toe and heels look much neater. Practice makes perfect, but they didn’t need to be so perfect that I would rip out that first toe!

So now I sit and knit and watch the snow outside and try and get that hygge feeling!



a musical interlude

This is my quiet moment.


Calming, peaceful, inspiring.

Schubert Impromptu in G flat major D899 No.3 –¬†¬†performed by Vladimir Horowitz.

He defines the term ‘economy of movement’ and yet produces the most beautiful sound.




I woke up this morning with this song going through my head. It’s weird how I dream songs… is that a thing? I wasn’t thinking about it, haven’t listened to it in a long time. Anyway, this seemed rather prophetic for this week.

There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief,
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.”
“No reason to get excited,” the thief, he kindly spoke,
“There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.”
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

Apologies to Bob, Jimi’s version is perfection.

No WIP update today. Still knitting pussy hats and using up every bit of pink I’ve got left to make more.