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Kind People And Thoughtful Gifts
Do you see that hat up there? The one with teapots on it? Jennifer from Pastry & Purls made it for me. I admired a similar one on her blog-after all, a hat with teapots is just calling out my name. In this case, I mean that literally since the pattern is the Tea Jenny. Jennifer contacted me and offered to knit me my own Tea Jenny hat. I was so touched by her kindness. It came in the mail last week and I love it. It makes me smile every time I see it. Jennifer also sent the book. Obviously, my interests are coming through clearly on my blog.…
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A Winter Walk
February is the month of grey days, too much snow, and endless cabin fever. All we really want is to see the world starting to turn green and the sun staying out a bit longer. Unfortunately, there is not a hint of green to be seen but we have had a few warmer than usual days. My daughter had the day off from school so we went for a quick walk on the bike trails near our house. You can still see the remnants of the eighteen inches of snow we had a couple of weeks ago but thankfully the trail is clear. Celia brought her scooter and ran circles…
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Life Update
All it has done is snow lately. The kids have had three snow days in the last week. No, they are not complaining. Is there any better feeling in the world than being told school is canceled? A whole day has been gifted to you to waste as you see fit. You can roll over and go back to sleep and then wake up hours later and do absolutely nothing. Every minute is wonderful. During one of the snow days I taught my daughter how to make cinnamon rolls. She did a good job and they were greatly appreciated by her father and brother. Don’t they look yummy? It is…
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Books And Food
As soon as he got home, he went to the larder; and he stood on a chair, and took down a very large jar of honey from the top shelf. It had HUNNY written on it, but, just to make sure, he took off the paper cover and looked at it, and it looked just like honey. “But you never can tell,” said Pooh. “I remember my uncle saying once that he had seen cheese just this colour.” So he put his tongue in, and took a large lick. “Yes,” he said, “it is. No doubt about that. And honey, I should say, right down to the bottom of the…
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On Writing
I always wanted to be a writer. I, obviously, loved to read and the natural progression was that I wanted to write. What I wanted to write varied widely depending on my age and interests at the time. My dad was a newspaper editor so being a journalist sounded fascinating. I loved fiction so wouldn’t it be wonderful to create my own stories? For a long time, I wanted to be a travel writer. Imagine being paid to travel and write about it. It sounded like the best job on earth. To be frank, it still does. If anyone wants to send me around the world in return for a…
