I have been working my way through four pounds of a Rambouillet/Romney fleece, bit by bit, over the past several weeks. I really didn’t have any specific project plans for this fleece, other than to wash it, flick the tips of the locks open and spin from the lock into a bulky sort of yarn….
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The gift of giving of gifts
I’ve been wanting to write this post for some time, but have been struggling with a way of presenting it that does not seem to be directed personally at anyone to whom I have ever given a gift or from whom I have received one. If you fit one of these categories, please assume that…
Where did she go?
I apologize for the flurry of posts followed by silence. I’ve been chugging away at work and juggling family stuff (Katherine’s eighth birthday is this week which means cakes, parties and dragons, oh my!) and trying to make it all fit together in-between seemingly endless amounts of snow. You wouldn’t think that snow could have…
Fighting back
Winter always makes a very credible attempt to kick me in the arse. I am not a creature of snow and ice. I am also not a creature of darkness. I am a spring and fall sort of person; one who loves daylight in all its manifestations and one who has to struggle to survive…
Geocaching Adventure: Bay Roberts
Outhouse (red) and cemetery (white fence) As always seems to happen to me in February, I’ve been dreaming of summer. This past summer was particularly idyllic, as we spent a fair chunk of it wandering around the Avalon Peninsula, looking for camouflaged feral containers. Yes, we’re geocachers and have been for several years. As the…
