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I'm never bored. If I'm not knitting or spinning, I'm gardening or reading. Always up to something!

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Resist the Cold!

When you just can't take one more day of cold, winter-like weather.....RESIST!



Saturday, March 18, 2017

Celebrate Spring!

Monday is the first day of Spring. The mounds of snow I peek around before pulling onto the main road more resemble the icy tundra of January. The grass was beginning to grow before the blizzard last week. I know it's still under there. The fig tree that has spent the last 4 months in my unheated garage knows it's Spring. It's beginning to unfurl the little leaf buds at the branch tips.


My youngest grandson turned five last week. Last year we took him out to lunch and for an afternoon at the playground on the beach. You never know what the season will bring. It's always a surprise. 



Turning 5 was a surprise for this one. The numbers sneak up on you. Ask me how I know.



At the Hartford Flower and Garden Show I bought a Spring potpourri jar with a pussy willow ring to bring a bit of hope inside,


made a couple of loaves of Ina Garten's Irish Soda Bread (here's the link to the recipe),


and kept on knitting my "Fireside Pullover" pattern by Jane Richmond. And my "Emiliana" shawl by Deborah Hannes,




                            
and remember to be thankful for the warmth of my home and family while we celebrate a 5th birthday tomorrow and the coming of the new season.


Somebody else will be glad for the warmer weather.







Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Knit, Read, Pray, Repeat...

What do you do when the snow keeps coming and you can feel the cold chill through your bones? I turned the heat up and it didn't help. I'm bundles in layers and still feel winter's fingers making the little hairs stand up on my arms like the little birds with their feathers all fluffed up trying to keep warm. I knit. And eat something warm. Drink coffee and knit some more. And wear my new garden Sloggers with socks and dream of Spring.

"How I Knit my Socks" pattern by Susan B. Anderson in " Goomy 50" French sock yarn, "Beige Print"



"Mercury Socks" - pattern by Kim McKenzie in hand-dyed Merino/Cashmere/Nylon blend by KFrank Fiber Arts on Etsy (my daughter's started an Etsy shop)




"Fireside Pullover" pattern by Jane Richmond in Cascade Echo yarn - this is the shawl collar


My knitting is keeping my spirits up. I'm reading Stacey Schiff's "The Witches" and keep looking at photo's of the witches memorial I took when we were in Salem in October and thinking of the accused  how they and their families suffered. I'm on page 350 and would really love to put it down. But I believe that if we don't investigate and learn from the past, we repeat similar offenses again and again. So....Knit, Read, Pray. Repeat.


Friday, January 27, 2017

Working Girl


With the sad announcement of the death of Mary Tyler Moore this week, memories of my own entry into the workforce came flooding back. There were many pleasant memories but I also recalled things that happened that just wouldn't fly today. They might fly you into court but nowhere else. I was 20 years old when I began my first job search. It began with an appointment at a large, reputable employment agency in White Plains, New York. After completing the job application, I was ushered in for my interview. One of the questions on the application form asked for my weight. Pre-employment physicals were common back then so I answered honestly. My female interviewer told me she was making a note on the application that "I didn't look that heavy". I'm almost 6 feet tall so I suppose she had a lot to say about me on that form. When I told my dad how the interview had proceeded, he exclaimed that he didn't want me to use that agency as it seemed there were interviewing for call girls rather than secretaries. My dad was not the most enlightened guy when it came to feminism but that was even too obvious for his sensibilities. When I landed my first secretarial job, I was quickly informed that the job involved getting coffee for my boss. My boss liked me. He was an older, single man and didn't complain that it became clear that I didn't do coffee for anyone but myself. I think he was just happy that I was nice to him. When I later took a promotion to the Human Resource department at the same company, I was a bit shocked when my new boss (The Director of HR) remarked that I wore too many clothes. A navy blazer, tartan wool slacks and a pretty shirt with a vest was too "buttoned up" for his taste. I thought I looked cute and the offices in the old building were drafty. I was no more bundled up than the boss but that's the way it was. I fortunately never got backed into a corner but the guy (think John Hamm in Mad Men but not as cute) came up behind me and pushed his knee into the back of mine making my legs buckle. He was the Director of HR - who was I supposed to complain to? His boss was the president of the company. That kind of behavior was considered playful and funny. How things have changed - some of it thanks to Mary Richards - a real white collar rebel in in her own time.


company.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

I'm a Maker - Now I Need to be a Finisher


Just for something different this summer, I started cross stitching again. I haven't picked up a tapestry needle since sometime in the 80's. But I saw a cute pattern with bees, and bee skeps by e-sub Rosa and it was free. How could I resist? So, when I tire of picking up a bazillion stitches around the neck of my sweater, I sit in my little sewing room, stitching away.





And here's the prize package that Kate and I are giving away on our podcast (Kitchen Stitching Podcast) to acknowledge the first 100 Youtube subscribers. I made a project bag, Kate dyed some pretty purple yarn, I bought some Cascade hand-painted yarn with an autumnal colorway. There's a bee progress keeper and some yummy teas, too. It will be on its way to the lucky winner by the end of the week.




Knitpicks "Gailileo" in the Firefly colorway - I"m making the French Cancan shawl ("Poison Green for Halloween!")


My Rhinebeck sweater looks very "worried". It's just because I'm still picking up stitches around the neck and down the front. I haven't bought buttons yet - that's next.


And in between, I'm still spinning away for "City Streets" shawl. Most of the CVM gray wool is plied and washed - and I'm spinning the merino bits and pieces for the secondary color.

My family's fed well and the house is reasonably clean. One can't ask for more than that, can they?