Our first apartment in Ambridge took up the second floor of a three-floor house on the north-west most edge of town. We shoehorned ourselves into that little apartment. Two young people, married for two years, with a shocking amount of possessions, and not a lot of cleaning impetus between us, meant that this picture represents … More I Walked Ambridge
Let’s play a game. I will miss: green grass and green trees. I will not miss: tree pollen and weeding. I will miss: songbirds. I will not miss: bird poo on my car. I will miss: driving on a freeway with the windows open. I will not miss: commuting anywhere ever.* I will miss: the … More I Will Miss
Pretty much as expected, last Friday (July 3rd), this was my view as we headed north. Conversely, this was my completely unexpected view headed south, the following Tuesday. Let me explain. The harried, bittersweet process of packing all our stuff for the sealift ended at 11 p.m. on Thursday, July 2. Jared took the day … More The Unexpected
This is what my house looks like right now. Pretty much every room of my house. That ungainly large box in the foreground, actually two extra-large boxes nested one over the other, is my attempt at safely packing my mostly-diassembled Ashford Traditional spinning wheel. Because we are moving our possessions by sealift (read: boat), our … More Everything Is Boxes
If you don’t care about yarn, scroll to the bottom for the punchline. I’ll save you the time. After a serious push, my 4-ply gradient cable yarn is done. The final moments of the second set of two-plies: Four beautiful balls of two-ply gradient, that I couldn’t stop staring at (at least, for the five … More Scroll Down for News
Dropped a little bomb on you at the bottom there, eh? Yeah, I’ve started saying “eh.” It’s less inelegant than “huh” which I say at the end of sentences anyway. We’re also teaching Naomi that, in Canada, the alphabet ends in “Zed.” (She thinks this is hilarious.) So that’s why I haven’t been writing. It’s not … More More Information
EDIT: A few things marked sold are now available again. Because of some snafus in communications with recipients, I’m going to leave things marked as available until payment is received. Thanks for understanding. Here it is! My beauties that I am ready to let go. That I hope will give someone else more joy than they … More A Destash
Oh my dears, life is rather intense lately. You can rather imagine why, but on top of the usual, I’ll be writing my canonical exams next week. Seven days, seven papers to write. Mum is coming up to help with N, but I still have M who is very much in the “fourth trimester,” and … More About the Destash
The toddler is actually asleep during the daytime. The six-week old is swaddled and staying asleep while not physically attached to me. At the same time. This is the first time this has happened in weeks. Welcome to my life! The adjustment to having two kids has been… about what you’d expect. We had our “babymoon” … More There Should Be Two of Them
I do love to knit. But, as it turns out, even when I don’t have much time for knitting myself, there are fringe benefits to just being a knitter. (No pun intended, though I do like a good fringe.) One of them is, other knitters and craft-artists are more likely to give you handmade stuff – … More Hand-me-down Love
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