a bit of a classic today… A Psalm Of Life (by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou …
My ‘baby’ turned 17 this week. I am totally allowed to be a little sentimental…
This fresh off the needle little gem is the Martina Cardigan by ‘We are knitters’, and you can find the kit here. It comes complete with instructions, gorgeous wool and optional knitting needles. (btw I knitted a size S). With easy to follow instructions and clever construction, this is a great project for adventurous beginners …
I’m still knotting. There’s something meditative in the repetition of the movements, in the soft feel of the rope through the fingers that is quite addictive, in seeing the pattern develop slowly in front of you. I’ve bought a cheap adjustable clothes rail and some very scary butchers’ hooks and the whole set up is …
We like March, his shoes are purple (by Emily Dickinson) We like March, his shoes are purple, He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his coming, And begets her spot. Stands the sun so close and mighty That our minds are hot. …
… a bit of that… I can’t remember last time I saw snow falling in March, perhaps when in New England during the nannying days, ahem 29 years ago… (depressing thought). It’s beautiful though, so so beautiful, and we have food and heating and warm coffee so what’s not to like? Also, right now everybody …
ok… this week’s song is a day late… but topical given the decisively ‘non- tropical’ weather this weekend… Don’t you love those old movies? Perfect for a cold Saturday… Stay warm.
Yesterday I took a day off from ‘mum-things’ to do ‘me-things’ and attended a ‘Hush‘ clothing lunch in Bath with a friend. (We may or may not have popped into Anthropologie (sales!!!)… it depends if Mr M is reading this or not… Anthro? noooo not me… why, would I? Geesh.. or YEAH SALES! deep green …
“Regeneration” by Pat Barker. Why oh why did I wait so long to read this book? I can only say it’s because at the time it was published its popularity had put me off; or maybe it’s because I’m not too keen on ‘war’ books. Growing up mum had force fed me with the sad …
There is nothing that sends my heart racing like finding some really interesting/beautiful/old piece of fabric… I find them practically irresistible. It would be easy to blame my hoarding tendency but the truth is that I love old things and I love fabric and when the two universes collide, well… it’s hard to turn and …
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