My knitting time just slipped away, taken up by teenagers who needed shoes and sweatshirt. Running those sorts of errands that keep life going but leave you at the end of the day wondering what, if anything, you really accomplished. Other than depleting the finances, that is.

The Kauni is staring at me from next to the computer lying quietly on top of my copy of Alice Starmore’s Stillwater. I have these three large skeins of handspun in roses, lilacs and blues. Then there is that new cone of Kauni in shades of denim. I need to get the needles into the second sleeve of the Kauni now, before startitis hits.

Second sock of the Peacock is on the needles. Giving in gracefully to the DH, they will be his. After all, he spent the last several days telling what a lovely set of colours they were and that the pattern was interesting.

English language books take longer to get into my local Bookmart than the shelves of Borders, Barnes & Noble, in the US or equivalent locations in the UK. Plus, one never knows what was ordered, much less what will actually be on the shelves for more than a day.

Good excuse for on-line book shopping, is it not?


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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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