It’s been an uneventful couple of weeks here. And by uneventful, I mean the kind where you put your head down, work hard, stay warm, and consider the day a roaring success if the dishes got done. Winter is here alright.
Random tidbits from the past weeks include; coffe roastery Saturday with divine cheese cake and live music; the purchase of a gorgeous old Singer (that’s a hand-crank model.. can’t wait to play with this beauty); hikes that tooks us past mountain waters; poppies in lamplight (poppies in November? Huh.); the first snow of the season setteling in like a quiet blanket; and Christmas lights.
This week has been all about knitting, and my new job (one of them at least!). My mom came to visit last weekend, and on the one day it was sort of nice, we went to a ship-christening and ate ice cream. On the three days where it rained non-stop, we sat inside and played with yarn. I have not been able to put down knitting since! I have been swatching, and planning, and plotting for lots of different projects, just bouncing around between hats, and sweaters, and cardigans, and tops, and mittens.
At my new work the sunrises are pretty amazing, they have fruit every Wednesday, and I can knit whenever there is some downtime (yeah!). The weekend was rounded out by some nice weather, and the only sensible thing to do in this rainy city, is to drop everything and go outside. On Friday I sat in the sun and knitted (of course), and on Sunday we hiked the tallest mountain in town. Wearing knitted stuff of course. Knitting, work, and pretty skies.